“Come on, I know you can talk. I’ve heard it!” Bug said to the odd cat in front of her, sometimes called Mr. Wiggles. The cat just stared back, looking annoyed by the whole conversation. “I’m trying to find a gift for Serilina. You like her, don’t you? Doesn’t she deserve a fun Christmas?” Bug asked, desperately trying to get the cat to answer.

“I will tell you what she wants, but I wish to try this catnip substance I have heard the cats here discuss,” Mr. Wiggles finally said, much to Bug’s relief. She had been worrying she was going to have to guess at a gift.

“Perfect, I can get you all you want, but what would Serilina like? There’s not a lot of time left to get her a gift,” Bug asked again, hoping it wouldn’t be too difficult to handle.

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“Serilina is an easy-to-please woman. She doesn’t expect or desire much due to her life. I couldn’t exactly give her the kind of life a child deserved. That means she will enjoy the big dinner party you are planning most of all. I suggest you also find her one of those scarfs I’ve seen some of you wearing. I’m sure she’d love it,” Mr. Wiggles said.

“Perfect, I already have the scarf, and the food is planned. Thank you!” Bug said, wagging her tail in joy at an easily accomplished mission.

“Be warned, do not forget my catnip,” Mr. Wiggles said with a hiss before disappearing into a dark bush.