Raven diary #21: Frenemy Revenge p2.

(Continued from Frenemy Revenge p1)

“Regret what?????” I ask, fur tingling with emotion.

Lolli looks me in my dark brown eyes, his fur matted, and feline mouth etched in a straight line across his golden tabby face. I suddenly wonder if we should’ve been frenemies in the first place! If all my life, with, without Lolli. Trials, space adventures, (well, I guess I didn’t quite finish the Lothall diary. Maybe sometime later, but still), and battles alike, AND MORE. Has it all led up to this? …………………………………. “Barging in to celebrate my purrrrrrrrrthday with my dear Ravie and her feline friends,” Lolli meows.

“Really!” I meow in excitement. “HAPPY PURRRRTHDAY TO YOU. HAPPY PURRRRTHDAY TO YOU. HAPPY PURRRRTHDAY DEA…“  Lollipop cuts me off with a golden paw on my mouth.

“Shush,” he hisses.

“What?” I ask.

“Thanks,” Lollipop meows. That’s when I notice a small clump of missing fur on Lolli. I must’ve pawed a chunk off during the mini-battle.

“Lolli, do you notice…,” I try to say, but Lolli is already pulling out one of those human rectangular boxes with a screen inside, supposedly called a “phone.”

On the screen is a video of a human holding Lolli, not one fur cut or pawed off.

Suddenly, I feel some feline gas bubbling up inside me, and the next thing you know, PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT. Uh oh. You know what happens with feline flatulence. Lolli looks up from whatever he was looking for, and we’re instantly transported to… Catington D.C???????????????

“Where are we?” Lolli purrs. But I know exactly where we are!

The United Cats Capitol building,” I yowl triumphantly as a cat whose fur is gray and matted with age stros up to us. Lolli and I both fluff up our fur to make a good impression.

“President Caten,” Lolli purrs and bows so low his muzzle touches his paws. “We are strangely proud to…”

Suddenly, I hear a deafening PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT from Lolli’s bum fur, so loud it shakes the massive building.

“Sorry sir. Gotta go!” I meow hastily. We zoom out of there and travel for, I swear at least half an hour, until we finally arrive in… in…

“TOKYO, JAPAN??????????” we yowl in awestruck amazement.

“Wow,” Lollipop meows. “I never knew cat farts could travel us so far.”

“What do we do??????” I ask no clue what anything here is. Human things on wheels pas by. We wait…

 and wait…

and wait

until we hear it. I snap to attention. Is it? Yes. There’s no mistaking it now. I can tell Lolli hears it too. Even as we put in earplugs, the guitar riff pounds in our ears. We can hear singing as we bolt in, hardly a seat left. Yup. Deep Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrple is playing live, right here and Ian Catian has everyone up on their paws singing “Smooooooke in the Litter Box.” And we instantly join in. And they play some of their hits like Highway Cat and I get the Machine Paw record and… what else can I say. It was PAWSOME.

The End ^^