Life With Diamond Tiara

Diamond and Silver RAN over to me, with Filthy Rich still standing in line, but watching me with a smile. I was showered in hugs and caresses, mostly by Diamond. "I knew you could do it!" she said "Wait to go, Chiffon!" said Silver Spoon. But they weren't the only people who are happy. A million little fillies, some who I recognized from their tantrums back when they couldn't adopt me, came running over. They all mimicked Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, as if they were playing Simon Says or whatever. Just then, some stupid News Pony with ten camera man surrounding him, decided to be a jerk, push through the crowd, and put his put his stupid microphone in Diamond's face. "Little Miss! How do you feel that YOUR cat won the pageant?" "Go Away." said Diamond. This was probably the only time I would agree with her in a while. "Looks like someone's being a sourpuss!" the reporter said enthusiastically, making the most cheesiest, toothiest smile he could possibly stretch the muscles in his mouth to make. "Let's try asking this young lady, then!" said the reporter, "Little Miss-" "STOP. Just leave me alone." "ANOTHER sour patch kid!" exclaimed the reporter. "I guess we should ask the cat himself!" he whisked to me. "Here's Chiffon! So kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty..." I wanted him to stop saying kitty SO MUCH, but it would speak low of me to attack him, so I decided to bear through it. "Are you a Happy kitty kitty kitty that you won the-" HISS! "Bad kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty!" the reporter shrieked. I was pretty sure he had a speech impediment, but I didn't care at the moment, so I attacked. I wished I could talk, so I could just tell him off, instead of what I was doing. Filthy Rich ran over to the reporter. First he looked at me, and said "Chiffon! Bad girl." Then, he looked at the reporter "Mr, I am SO sorry! Chiffon is a mangy, flea bitten feline. I shouldn't have adopted her EVER. Let me buy you some cider." I could not BELIEVE what I was hearing, what did he just call me, a mangy WHAT? That's just rude! And what's this stuff about not adopting me in the first place? He was JUST smiling at me about a minute ago, and now THIS? I was through. I was switching with Abby TONIGHT. If the MAN OF THE HOUSE hates me out of all the other people that could hate me, I could tell I had a horrible life. I decided to run from Filthy while I still had the chance.