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Author: Sweet Lemon Effect
Fiction Rated: T - English - Fantasy/Adventure - Reviews: 5 - Published: 12-29-06 - Updated: 11-16-07 - id:2297259

Bryony Balachandra woke up feeling unusually warm and fluffy. She sat up and yawned, stretching. She leapt out of the bed. This wasn't her bedroom! The bed she'd jumped out of wasn't her usual plain twin bed, it was a huge canopy bed with a fluffy pink compforter. The carpet was thick and white, not dirty pea-green, and instead of her lizard's cages and reptile postes, their was a huge vanity table, a white wardrobe, and a big golden harp. The walls were bright pink and had posters of fluffy kitties and castles, as welll as popular male actors and musicians.

No, this wasn't her house. She must have been kidnapped in her sleep and brought here, probably drugged. Bryony ran to the huge picture window and looked out, no, it wasn't that awful place, but still, where was she? Well-landscaped grounds and a long driveway faced her. There were no other houses or building around.

Well, Bryony wasn't about to take this lying down. She marched over to the bedroom door. Bryony let out a squeak when she got to it. There was a full-length mirror on the back of the door. She had no ears! She slapped desperatly at the top of her head. They were on the side of her head. Bryony tried to send her claws out. Great. Wherever she was at, she was a full-fledged human.

Whoever kidnapped her had either surgically removed her ears and claws or had magically removed her kitty powers. She was hoping for the former, as she'd still have her instincts and skills that way.

Bryony flung the door open, letting the mirror slam into the wall. She hoped it broke. She wearing pink silk jammies as well, instead of her usual T-shirt and shorts.

Bryony was pissed. They'd stripped her naked and put these clothes on her too. She stomped down the well-furnished hall. She headed down the big mahogony staircase. This was why she hated big houses. It took forever to get anywhere.

Finally she got to the dining room. She shoved the startled girl in the maid uniform aside and stomped up to the end of the table where a middle-aged man and woman and a teenage girl were sitting. They looked startled as she raged up to them.

"You! What is the meaning of this?! Which one you did it?!" Bryony screamed.

The teenage girl was the first to respond.

"God, you're such a baby. There was no water pressure in my bathroom."

This stumped Bryony. Temporarily.

"Penny, go upstairs and get dressed. This is becoming ridiculous." the woman told her.

"You kidnapped me! Did you drug me and perform surgery on me, or did you cast some sort of spell?!" Bryony screeched.

Have you been taking your medication, sweetie?" the man asked, giving her a look of sympathy.



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