Cupcake purred. She sat by the window as fireworks whined up until they touched the clouds, then exploded into marvelous colors. Although she didn't like the noise, she loved to see the wonderful fireworks burst into color with a pop or fizz in the dark sky. It was a brilliant sight.
Her owner was not setting off fireworks, afraid to hurt Cupcake and her sister, Frost's, ears. Her owner just sat back with Cupcake by the window sill at 10:00, watching the fireworks and enjoying the beautiful colors.
Frost, on the other hand, did not like the fireworks. She did not like the crackle of them being lit. She did not like the whine of them soaring, bound for the sky. And, most of all, she did not like the pop and fizz of them bursting.
Cupcake could understand her sister's disliking the unbearable noise, but she wished that her sister would watch the wonderful colors fly through the sky with her. After all, it was a once a year experience.
Cupcake sighed. She knew that she would never get Frost near the window. She knew that she couldn't.
Cupcake turned to see her sister cowering underneath the sofa. How in the world did she get under there? Cupcake wondered. Then she turned back to the window. Why wouldn't her sister listen to her?
A marvelous red, white and blue firework broke the silence. It was shortly followed by a yellow and purple one, then a green firework. Not far behind came a pink one, and lastly, a red. Cupcake sighed with pleasure. Then straightened with determination. She must get her sister to see this rare and awesome sight.
Cupcake jumped down from the window sill. She trotted over to the back end of the sofa, the one turning away from the window.
"Frost! Come on out Frost!" she called.
Frost's head popped out from beneath the chair. She sneezed, muttered something about how dusty it was under there, and the meowed, "Yes?"
"I was just wondering--" Cupcake was broken off by another sneeze. Then she began once more, "I was just wondering why you won't go over by the window sill and watch the fireworks with me."
"Well, the fireworks are loud and scary," came the reply, followed shortly by yet another sneeze.
"'Bless you."
"Thank you."
Cupcake coughed. "But you can still hear the fireworks from under the sofa. Also it is much more comfortable sitting on the window sill."
Frost sighed. "I guess so, but what happens when they pop?"
"Oh! The burst into beautiful colors! It's wonderful!" Cupcake replied enthusiastically.
"They do? I didn't know that!" A look of curiosity sparked in her eyes. "Maybe you can take me for just one look?"
"Sure!"
And the two walked over to the window. Once they sat down, Frost's tail trashed with excitement and anticipation.
"Oh, I can't wait to see!" Frost cried happily.
But, as soon as they began to hear the crackle of the firework being lit, Frost jumped off of the window sill and darted under the sofa once again.
"Frost!" Cupcake meowed unhappily.
"Oh, the sound is so scary!"
"The crackle won't hurt you. Nor will the whine or the fizz or the pop. They're just sounds. You could hear them under the sofa, but did they hurt you?"
"No."
"Then come on out!" Cupcake meowed.
"Okay!"
They ran back over to the window. They were just in time. The firecracker whizzed into the air. It popped into a shower of red, white, and blue.
"Wow," the sisters whispered in melody.
And after that, Frost always watched the fireworks with Cupcake.
"Happy Fourth of July!"
-KittyLover8
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