C.C. was standing under a tree, glaring at the lowest branch that was still hopelessly out of her reach. The green cat sitting there looked more then happy to be up there.
"Cuddle! You naughty boy! Come back down here...!" The firey phony leaped up and grunted most unlady like as she fell back on the ground. All around her were hoops, balls of all sorts and sizes and other few odd items. "Cuddle! At least learn to come when called!"
My Little Phony
Welcome to Phonyland! 8D
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