The lavender cat sighed. “Amber,” she began, kneeling down beside the sunny girl, “your sister is already asleep. Why don’t you let Boomer put her to bed and you can sleep with me, instead.

“Aww…” the kitten moaned, “okay.”

“Oh, come now, don’t be so miserable.” she said, patting Amber’s head, “Besides, the other girls are spending the night here, too. …including Candy…and all her hair.”

“Oh!” Amber beamed, the look of dejection instantly replaced by the glow of elation. “We can play with Candy’s hair?”

Wordlessly, Plum turned her smiling eyes over to Candy’s dumbfounded visage.

Being a tomboy at heart, the idea of “playing with one’s hair” was less than appealing to her. And yet, if it was to make Amber happy, in the end, she knew that she couldn’t deny the angelic child much of anything. “Sure you can, Amber. Just don’t curl it this time, okay?”

“Yay!” the kitten cheered. “Plum, can you help me, please?”

“I sure will…right after you take a bath.”

“Okay!” she sang. “Malki, do you want to take a bath with me?” she asked.

“Okay.” the other kitten replied, hopping down from his brother’s back. “But, don’t put any of that flower stuff in the water.” he demanded as the pair scampered out of the room.

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