The light shape box teleported Cinnamon and Carmel over a fluffy blue bed making them both fall into it.
£" OH!..ugh.. what was that?"
Carmel starts hovering over the bed and shakes off the dizziness off face then turns to Cinnamon who's still in shock that everything that as happened was not a bad dream where if she didn't dance she's gonna die. Cinnamon puts her hands together and close eyes.
£" there's no such thing as flying cats; there's no such thing as flying cats.. *breathes in...and out*... when I open my eyes nothing's gonna be there and everything will be okay "
As she slowly opens her tightly shut eyes and sees the flying cat looking back at her with a blank stare.
Carmel: when your done being crazy, tell me so I can welcome you back to reality okay meow "
£" ugh~! it's still there! And it's sassy as hell "
Cinnamon falls back now laying on the bed and takes a while to take it all in, as she finally calms down a little, cinnamon then motions the floating kitty cat Carmel to move.
£" come over here and lay down next to me... this bed is surprisingly comfy"
Carmel floats over to her and stops.
Carmel: I don't feel like laying down- mmeeaawww
Cinnamon had raisin up and grabs the kitty that's now laying next to her.
£" will talk about everything later... okay "
Carmel: no meow, you need to know-
£" please Carmel, I can only take in so much, so... please "
Carmel looks at cinnamon expression and sighs.
Carmel: fine naaah, but you must promise to listen okay? ..Meow?
Cinnamon nods her head yes and pulls Carmel towards her.
£" by the way little kitty, can you sleep?"
Carmel was happy that cinnamon care enough to ask; as the kitty snuggles closer in cinnamon warm hugs meowing and purrs happily cinnamon takes it as a yes as she pats the little kitty until they both fall asleep.
[cinnamon dream]
The empty street traffic light change to red an molly mom grabs hold of her hand stopping her from moving; at the same time, a truck coming down the hill at full speed; the driver had no control over the truck brakes and horns.
" Why should I-"
Both of them turn towards the truck and in the last few seconds between life or death...
[Dream end]
Cinnamon's eyes shots open as she pops up on the bed. Breathing heavily as she starts to remember the dream the painful feeling in her chest and heart that as if she lost something important to her; cinnamon pulls her legs up to her chest and hugs it as she starts to cry.
£" what..is this?"