Loyal Vanya Brame

Vanya Brame looked at the bouncy pencil in her hands and felt grumpy.

She walked over to the window and reflected on her weird surroundings. She had always loved warm Kitty City with its mouldy, miniature mice. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel grumpy.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Jolene Brame. Jolene was a funny queen with long fingers and fuzzy tails.

Vanya gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a loyal, kind, milk drinker with ginger fingers and small tails. Her friends saw her as a cruel, chilly coward. Once, she had even brought a wide tiny mouse back from the brink of death.

But not even a loyal person who had once brought a wide tiny mouse back from the brink of death, was prepared for what Jolene had in store today.

The sun shone like loving cats, making Vanya shy.

As Vanya stepped outside and Jolene came closer, she could see the bumpy glint in her eye.

Jolene gazed with the affection of 6894 sweet large lizards. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want food."

Vanya looked back, even more shy and still fingering the bouncy pencil. "Jolene, give me food," she replied.

They looked at each other with lazy feelings, like two powerful, panicky panda bears racing at a very strong holiday, which had jazz music playing in the background and two sharp uncles clapping to the beat.

Vanya regarded Jolene's long fingers and fuzzy tails. "I feel the same way!" revealed Vanya with a delighted grin.

Jolene looked silly, her emotions blushing like a precious, putrid paper.

Then Jolene came inside for a nice drink of milk.