Talkin' Bout My Best Friend

Beatrix I'll clean my room in exchange for your immortal soul Beatrix giggled as Edrei realized her mistake. Of course the closet – duh! It was fully enclosed, unlike under the bed! It was the far superior hiding place. She hoped she didn’t lose her common sense when she got as old as Edrei. The girl’s eyes slowly widened as she listed off all of the yummy things she had packed. Yep. This seemed like a picnic worth coming out of the closet for. As the kitten yowled, she used her free hand to scratch its head again. Hm. Ice-skating bears? Flying horses? Well so long as they weren’t those stupid talking squirrels that would be fun. But…”I want a kitten for me so I don’t have to steal Bobi.” She said. That was the terms of this. They would go and adventure and eat lots of candy and she would get a kitten for it. Plain and simple. Beatrix huffed at the mention of Loren. “He isn’t my uncle he is my half-brother even though he doesn’t act like it.” She mumbled, not at all bitter about that. “But yeah he is real skinny. Like mom. They are so pokey.” She complained.