"I think that's the last of it, Flopsy," Melody told the cat in her arms as she surveyed the empty space that had once been her room with a critical eye. "Everything's either on its way to storage or on its way to the tour bus. Oooh, I wonder how it'll find the bus if it's moving ( Read more... )

After her momentary disorientation, Melody decided she liked being a boy way better than she had liked that time she was that witchy mean girl. She still remembered how to drum, she looked in the mirror long enough to decide she still cute, and the kitties still seemed to know her ( Read more... )

The flying dustcloths and dancing vacuum cleaner that greeted Melody when she left her room today were perhaps slightly disconcerting, but Melody barely blinked.

She was having too much fun pretending to be a Disney Princess and singing to direct them about (Under the table, fast as you're able, now up the stairs, and behind those chairs). It had ( Read more... )

The fact the date was the same weekend as the Valentine's Dance and three-minute dates had escaped Melody when she started planning, but she figured the more parties, the better! Which is why the main rooms of the house were decorated for an island theme and a CD of steel drum music was playing a tiny bit louder than was absolutely necessary ( Read more... )

It was not the first time Danni Sullivan had woken up with no idea where she was, but it was definitely the girliest room it had ever happened to her in. Wondering if she had randomly switched teams, Danni found her way to the kitchen and looked around hopefully for the person who damn well better be making her eggs and coffee as payback for ( Read more... )

Melody's fingers were blue when she got back from posting the last of her "Rooms for Rent" signs around town, and tacking purple and gold balloons to the front of the house. She sat in the kitchen cradling a cup of coffee with tons of sugar, wondering what the new people would be like, and if they'd let her practice drums in their rooms.

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The table was set with cream and fluorescent orange linens, wine, beer and cider were chilling in ice buckets, and Melody even managed to tune the TV to ... well, it was the puppy bowl instead of a real football game, but she probably wouldn't mind the channel being changed ( Read more... )

Melody would be okay if she wasn't so worried about getting sick, and sick people, and sickness in general. She was making herself think of happy things so she wouldn't worry so much. So she thought hard about kittens and rainbows and Gina Schock and -- cookies ( Read more... )

"Hi, you got the voice mail for the Pussycat House of Groovy Tunes. Leave your message or your best air guitar at the beep."

Melody Valentine couldn't believe it, but being a rock star got totally boring after a few months. On tour, she ended up fleeing hotels and spas to poke around small towns and buy organic vegetables. Even her kitty ears didn't seem as perky and fluffy and shiny-special as they used to. And Josie was starting to hint that maybe a break would be good ( Read more... )