Piece of Advice.
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What is happening today?
Why is everyone getting all fancy and stuff?
Is there a party?
No. I would've got invited. There most definitely was NO party.
I'll ask my buttery human, Prim.
Hello? Prim? Yes, hi, hello. If you don't mind me asking, why is everyone all pretty today of all days?
She hugged me closer and said, "Today's my very first reaping Buttercup. I'm so scared."
Huh. I guess she understood me.
I snuggle closer to her, she's very pretty today.
Being with a pretty human makes me feel pretty. I am very pretty today.
I have a very pretty ribbon in my coat. It's dark green.
Where the mice live. Oh, I want a mouse now.
But my buttery human needs me, and I can't disapoint her now.
After all, no one likes a mean cat.
Mean cats belong to people like the Olive, Katniss.
Speaking of the Olive, she just came home!
I squirm away from Prim and she lets me.
After all, for some strange reason, she LIKES Olive.
It's kind of creepy.
Oh well. At least Prim never tried to drown me.
Of course, the Olive didn't succeed.
Because my buttery human stepped in and saved me.
Oh great. Now the young and old buttery humans are fussing over the mean yucky olive.
Really. What's so great about her? I'm adorable. Just ask Prim.
She said so, and she's way smarter than the mean Olive.
But then again, I'm pretty sure everyone is.
Olive is mean and very rude. Although she might not be dumb exactly, just a little blind.
The tall pretty man-olive who visits her alot seems to like her...you know that way...*wink wink*
But the mean Olive is too blind to notice.
At least she feeds me.
That's more than the mean old buttery human does.
She lies in bed all day, and only occasionally pets me.
Hello? I have needs as a fairy-princess cat, I deserve to be treated with love and admiration.
Only Prim lives up to these expectations.
Oh how I love that buttery human.
Piece of advice: Make Prim be pretty more often.
Maybe then the tall pretty man-olive will bring a tall pretty lady-olive for me.