June, and talk about
   how great Fashion
   Kitty is, for as long as
   she wants.
   She felt very good.
   Very good until...
   Kiki! Kiki!
   Did you hear?
   Fashion Kitty
   visited Cassandra last
   night! And she gave her
   a book that’s full of
   fashion advice.
   It’s called
   The One and Only
   Fashion Almanack.
   Isn't that amazing?
   See, it's right here
   on this flier.
   Cassandra
   is lying!
   That book
   is a fake!
   What?!
   Fashion
   Kitty didn't
   visit her!
   She's a
   phony!
   I can't believe you,
   Kiki Kittie'
   I can't believe
   how much you hate
   Fashion Kitty!
   But . . .
   I don't see how
   we can stay best
   friends.
   "But" was a big word for Kiki that day.
   The One and Only
   is a fake!
   But I can't say how
   I know that.
   Fashion Kitty did not
   visit Cassandra last night.
   But I can't say how
   I know that.
   Cassandra wrote The One
   and Almanack
   herself . But I can't say
   how I know that.
   By the end of the day she felt very angry.
   On the way home from school, Kiki thought about
   all the things that bothered her.
   Everyone
   thinks
   Fashion Kitty
   picked out bossy
   Cassandra to be a
   fashion messenger.
   Everyone
   thinks Fashion Kitty
   gave Cassandra a
   special gift.
   Everyone
   thinks that
   Fashion Kitty
   wrote a book
   filled with spelling
   mistakes. Nobody
   spells "almanac"
   with a "k' at
   the end.
   But the thing that bothered her the most was:
   It's not fair that
   I can't change into
   Fashion Kitty and tell
   everyone the truth!
   And really, if you thought about it,
   she was right. It wasn't fair at all.
   Can we
   see the
   book?
   Did you
   see the boo
   WOW!
   Wow.
   Here.
   Oh, Cassandra,
   tell us again what
   Fashion Kitty was like!
   Oh,
   yes, do.
   Maybe
   later. I
   want to read
   to you what
   it says in
   here.
   Uh-oh. I'm
   even wearing
   pink underpants.
   Does it count
   if no one
   can see them?
   Let's see...
   what does it
   say in The One
   and Only Fashion
   Almanack?
   Look here,
   it says pink should
   only be worn on
   holidays, and then
   only a little.
   Wow!
   That's
   interesting,
   isn't it?
   Looks like our friend
   Sandy was wrong.
   We'll forgive her.
   She's right!
   If Fashion Kitty
   wrote it, it must
   be true.
   You can't
   argue with
   fashion rules
   if they are
   written
   down.
   Cassandra was so happy she
   skipped all the way home.
   I can't wait
   to add more
   pages to the
   Cassandra!
   You are such
   a genius!
   I have
   fashion
   power!
   And though she didn't look any
   different, Cassandra certainly
   seemed to be the Fashion Queen
   once again.
   You're just
   lucky that I'm
   going to forgive
   you.
   Can I see the book?
   Sorry, Sandy!
   Don't you think you've
   done enough damage
   with your whole
   pink thing?
   Fashion
   Kitty gave
   me this
   book, so
   it's mine!
   Am I missing something?
   Is today a holiday?
   No. I just thought
   pink was okay.
   Well, looks like
   you thought wrong! I'd
   change my clothes if
   I were you.
   Did
   Fashion Kitty
   really write a
   fashion almond?
   I didn't
   think so, because
   if I wrote a whole
   book I'd be really
   happy and proud.
   It's "fashion almanac,"
   and no, she didn't.
   And you
   don't look
   like either of
   those things.
   Kiki walked over to
   Lana and gave her
   a hug.
   Sometimes Lana was
   much smarter than
   a normal four-
   year-old, and that
   was what made her
   special.
   The next day, Cassandra was ready for everyone,
   with some new fashion rules.
   It says here that
   everyone should wear a
   black hat on the third
   Wednesday of the month.
   And that's
   tomorrow.
   So, don't forget!
   Psst . . . You
   aren't suppose to
   wear pink.
   I'm glad to
   see that everyone
   who counts stayed
   away from pink
   today.
   Black
   hat?
   I'm a rebel!
   Good
   job
   Cassandra was using her fashion almanac to make everyone wear exactly what she wanted.
   She was abusing her fashion power.
   I think
   I have a black
   hat at home.
   I'll go and buy
   a hat after
   school today.
   I don't
   have a black
   hat, or any
   money.
   What
   can
   I do?
   I love
   shopping!
   Sometimes when a kitty
   is desperate she might
   decide to do the wrong
   thing.
   Do you have an
   extra black hat I can
   borrow?
   Sorry!
   I only have
   one for me.
   Where
   can I get
   money
   to buy
   a hat?
   I need
   money.
   What
   can
   I do?
   I'll just take
   a few dollars
   from my mom's
   wallet. She
   won't notice.
   Lana, shush!
   I hear
r />   something.
   It wasn't a fashion emergency, but it was
   an emergency for the sake of fashion, and
   that was good enough.
   Sorry, Mother.
   I have to go. Someone is calling me,
   and Cassandra needs to be
   taught a lesson.
   Oh, dear!
   You aren't going to get
   in a fight, are you?
   She's going to beat
   Cassandra up!
   Of course not! No
   fighting. I promise.
   Be careful!
   At least you've had
   supper this time.
   She's the
   greatest!
   Fashion Kitty flew as fast as she could, and she
   caught poor Carol Anne by surprise. She was so
   shocked she broke her necklace by accident.
   Carol Anne, put
   the money back,
   and I'll meet you in
   your room.
   Agghh!
   Boo-hoo! Boo-hoo!
   I'm so sorry! I just didn't
   know what else to do.
   I didn't want to
   break your fashion
   rules, but I don't
   have a black hat.
   Shhhh,
   Carol Anne.
   Those aren't
   my rules. I didn't
   write that book.
   I did not
   write that book.
   It's full of
   spelling
   mistakes
   and . . .
   You didn't?
   But Cassandra told
   everyone you did.
   She said you gave
   her the almanac.
   I'm a
   terrific
   speller!
   It hurts me
   to say this, but
   Cassandra is
   dishonest.
   So I don't
   have to wear
   a black hat
   tomorrow?
   No, you
   don't!!
   She's
   a bad
   kitty!
   Both Carol Anne and Fashion Kitty felt a
   lot better.
   You don't have
   to raise your hand.
   Excuse me,
   Fashion Kitty.
   Oh . . . but how
   is anyone going
   to believe me?
   About meeting you
   and what you said.
   Fashion Kitty thought
   about it while she
   fixed Carol Anne's
   favorite necklace.
   And when it was time
   to go they had a plan
   all worked out.
   Thank you,
   Fashion Kitty!
   One more
   twist and
   it's as good
   as new.
   Happy
   to help!
   Good-bye,
   Fashion Kitty!
   Be brave,
   Carol Anne!
   Fashion Kitty flew home, and she felt as light as
   an autumn leaf. She looked at all the twinkling
   lights below her, and even though the air was
   cold she didn't mind it one bit.
   Lana was still up when
   Kiki walked in the door.
   She was full of questions.
   Well, I certainly
   hope there was
   no fighting.
   Did you fight
   with Cassandra?
   Calm down,
   Lana.
   Did you
   beat her up?
   said Mother Kittie, and
   then she
   looked at
   Kiki.
   Did she
   cry?
   No. I wasn't
   in a fight . . .
   I don't
   get it!
   What
   happened?
   But I'm
   pretty sure
   I won. . . .
   Sounds like a
   good story for
   tomorrow.
   Because I know a
   little kitty who
   should be in bed.
   Do I have to
   wash my face and
   brush my teeth?
   Come on, Lana.
   Let's brush them
   together.
   I'm going to
   go to bed, too.
   Tomorrow is going
   to be a big day.
   The next day was a big day. It started off
   as a big black-hat day.
   I have never
   seen so many
   black hats.
   It was not surprising
   that her hat looked very
   much like a crown.
   Cassandra was overjoyed.
   So many
   black
   hats!
   WHAT
   A DAY!
   Everyone
   has a black
   hat on.
   This is
   amazing!
   And then Cassandra spotted Carol Anne.
   Hey, you,
   over there!
   Where's
   your hat?
   And you're
   wearing pink!
   Or maybe
   you think you're
   better than
   Fashion Kitty!
   Were you away
   yesterday?
   Did you
   not hear
   about
   black-hat
   day?
   Maybe
   you're her
   enemy !
   All the kitties gasped in horror.
   Cassandra was happy that everyone was
   watching her. She was going to make an
   example out of Carol Anne. She was going
   to teach her a lesson.
   Maybe you'd like Fashion Kitty
   to be locked up in a bathroom or
   a cave and disappear forever!
   And you'd probably
   like to rip up
   this book!
   Wouldn't
   you?
   Carol Anne looked
   nervous, but she took a
   deep breath and said:
   The crowd of kitties started mumbling
   excitedly.
   I don't want
   Fashion Kitty
   to disappear.
   Uh . . .
   aha!
   But I would
   like to rip up
   that book.
   Cassandra was a little
   confused. What Carol
   Anne had said was not
   what she had expected.
   If it had been the olden times she would have said:
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