How to Find the Wish Seed (Sequel to "The Goddess of Bad Luck")

The Adventures of Blue the Cat 3

     It was the next morning in the castle I was living in now and I had to sit in my bed for 15 minutes just to reclaimed all that happened the day before. 

     1. I was living in a castle.

     2. Pandora left it here for when we won the war, but she is dead.

     3. I have a bodyguard/chef/butler/maid/ literally any other job in the castle.

     4. Blue had teleported to me when I went through the portal, so he was here now.

     5. The castle was HUGE!

     Speaking of Blue, I didn't see him on my bed where he usually curls up next to me. Where did he go?

(Blue's POV)

     Darn. I had finally escaped the wrath of Carl, but now I had a new hunter.

     Oliver.

      The psychotic boy was following me through the extravagant halls of the castle that was housing me. Suits of gleaming armor lined the lavender walls that reached far above what I could reach from the slippery floors. As much of a magnificent sight it was, I didn't have the option to doze off. I was once again on a mission. Escape Oliver.

      Turning the corner the hall, I was faced with not 2, not 3 but 4 hallways. Where was the human when I needed her? Leaping to the right, I could hear the swift footsteps off my new arch nemesis. Tap tap tap. It was agonizing to be stuck between the lengthy, vertical confinements. I could feel the man on my tail, so I dashed for a suit of armor and snaked behind the hollow boot of silver. Haha!

     With my alluring fur blending in with the shine of the armor, I was able to trick him into thinking that I had extended my path into another blasted hall. Wasn't he a fool? I stepped from my hiding spot, glancing both ways, and went down the hall I had gone down previously. Simple-minded Oliver would never catch me now. 

     That's when I remembered, how was I supposed to navigate such a monstrously size facility. I was so misplaced in the sea of pale colored walls and shining suits of armor. Oliver sadly had the upper hand, as he seemed to know where he was going. Blast it! What was I to do now.

     Then I had a slight sensation in tickle my nose. Food? I looked around for where the delightful aroma was possible being kept. A soft voice came with it. "Hey, here kitty-kitty."

     I wasn't sure what he had said, but it was Oliver, there was no mistaking it. All I had to do was turn 180 degrees to find the boy sitting with his legs tucked under him, a golden plat of fine salmon atop. My pearl-like eyes widened at the sight of the ginormous pink fish. Feeling my stomach rumble, I noticed that it had become a hole worth filling. The fish looked like the most exquisite, appetizing, heavenly meal I would ever have. How could a fine feline such as myself resist the invitation to enjoy such a classy meal.

     My poised body began to slowly step down the hallway. The  food was all I could think about and the gleaming plate was calling me, taunting me with such an elegant display of cuisine. Before I knew it, I was inches away from the plate, drooling at the thought of how I was going to digest the pink fish all on my lonesome. It was a fantastical thought.

     Oliver had the sweetest smile on his small face. The boy seemed a tad too delighted that I wanted to taste his cooking. I reached a shaking paw to grasp the untouched meal. SIKE!

     In a flash, a slashed my acute claws across his button-up nose, causing him to toss the plate in the air in reaction to his pain. Gracefully catching the fish in my jaws, I made a break for it down the hall. 

     Dapper Feline: 1, Oliver: 0.