"What did she say?" I asked, putting my arms around her
"She said if if you or me even touch t-Tuggy then we are not going to be friends anymore" Victoria stuttered. What a little hellcat! I should just kill her instead. Vicky's throat had tied it's self in a knot and mine was about to do the same. I felt myself go red.
"Thats hardly fair!" I yelled, tears of anger in my eyes.
"Selfish bitch" Victoria sniveled and hugged me tight. I didn't know Vicky used that sort of language! It didn't suit her... she looked too innocent.
"Well, if they're going to be like that..." I trailed off, I can't bring myself to say it
"Then what?" she looked up at me and I screwed up my face
'Then they aren't worth being friends with anyway!" and burst into tears. We'd been friends all our lives! The frisky four... thats what all the adults called us. All those fun memories and silly dares and pranks we played on each other... you can't really do that with two. Vicky started crying again. Our friendship was the strongest of the strong, nothing could break it, until now. There was a long sad silence until Vicky broke it.
"Cety?" she said in a voice so soft it was almost a whisper
"Yeah?" I looked up at her
"Do you remember the time we faked that love letter from Pouncival to Jemima?" her throat came undone and she sounded happier.
"Yes! That was brilliant!" I giggled and she did too. "Do you remember the time when we painted your fur green while you were asleep?"
"Now that was annoying. Mum made me stand in the rain and I got a cold... Do you remember when we scraped yours and Admetus's names in a heart on that street lamp?"
"Yes... ...then he found out I liked him. It's still there" she looked at my wistful expression.
"You still like him don't you!" She grinned and I blushed
"Well-"
"Yes you do!" she grabbed my paw. Oh no.
Next thing I knew Victoria was dragging me off to Admetus, who was sitting on top of an empty crate. Vicky liked to play cupid because she absolutely adored love-stories. I gave a huge toothy smile as Vicky pulled me along. He smiled back and made room on the crate next to him for me to sit down.
"I uh, have to go... ...somewhere..." Vicky grinned and walked off. Oh come on!
"Hi!" I beamed sitting next to him.
"Hi Cety, in a good mood today?"
"Yup!" I grinned goofily, I can't help it when I'm around him!
"Good. I like it when you're happy, it makes me happy" Aw! He's so sweet! I feel like dancing, I always do when I'm happy. I jumped off the crate and grabbed his paws
"Lets dance!" I shook his arms and jumped up and down. I know I'm pathetic around toms I like but hey, its something to do.
"Its not night time though" he said, as if it mattered!
"So?" I grinned and he got off the crate and jumped around with me, leaping, turning... it was fun! He picked me up and twirled around, I put my arms out like an aeroplane.
"NEAAAAAWWWWR!" I giggled as he flew me around the yard. He laughed and put me down. We slumped on the ground, tired.
"Shouldn't you be looking for that retard Tugger?" he asked, expecting me to snap a defense. Well, it was now or never. I looked around the yard. We were alone.
"Can you keep a secret?" I whispered, still on the lookout incase anybody was spying. He nodded and his eyes asked me why?
"I'm not what you think I am" I whispered, he looked confused
"What do you mean?" he whispered
"I'm not Tugger's greatest fan. I HATE him"
"WHAT?" he hissed, trying to whisper but he was much too surprised.
"You can't tell a soul, it's just between you and me, got it?" he nodded still a bit confused
"Why do you pretend to like him then?"
"So no one would suspect..." ...me, it would be all my doing, then I could be happy
"Suspect what?" he interrupted my thoughts and looked into my eyes. He would hate me if I told him.
"Nothing. Don't tell a soul!" I was about to leave him when he asked
"Why did you choose me to let in on your secret?" hmm... how do I put it?
"Just so you know" blushed and I grinned at him. He smiled and I ran off to find Vicky. Damn... ...he knows too much