Crumble was a weird cat. Usually he silently lay there and pretended to be reading books (even though cats cannot read of course), ate some carrots (is that even healthy for a cat?!) or sat in front of a collection of manga figures (Stella had a weakness for those) and looked at them in a somewhat superior way, majestically.
Sometimes he acted like a normal cat though and played with toy mice.
Needless to say, Stella had not been able to find someone who had seen this cat before, was looking for him or knew about someone else looking for him.
She was a bit worried at first when she had to leave him home alone during her time at work. It was surprising that she always found Crumble deep in thought over a book when she came home again. There were always some carrots missing each day (she had to buy way more than before), but he also ate the cat food.
What a strange cat…

The basket fell out of her hand when it suddenly got hit from above and she looked into it, surprised: there was a cat in between all the ruined food! An orange/red cat with pieces of apples, carrots and chocolate all over. The cat watched her in surprise as well and… frustration? Looking at where it had come from, she could see an open window and some balconies of the house she was passing by. So the cat probably fell down from somewhere there!
“You really shouldn’t have jumped from up there, you know”, she sighed. “My name is Stella and yours?” – “Meow!” – “Ah, I will see when I’ve found your owner any time soon.”
Stella went to the entrance of the building and asked all the people who were at home, but none of them owned this cat or had seen it before. Since it was still sitting in the basket, Stella quickly went to the vet just to make sure everything was all right. Gladly, they couldn’t find anything! But they also hadn’t seen the creature before. Too bad.
She took him (as she knew now, she hadn’t check before) home with her and checked the Internet. Neither in the neighborhood nor on the web did she find anyone looking for this cat. Weird! She had to go out again to buy new food and took some cat food as well for a few days. She wanted to ask at work the next day and look around if someone missed the cat, but it might take a while. She also bought a comfy-looking cat basket which she could keep for something else afterwards (as if… but it looked so nice!).
In the evening, she decided that she had to give him a name since they would spent some time together. “Crumble” came to her mind. It was an unusual name for a cat but somehow it felt right.

It was a nice sunny day in the city and she had been shopping (and looking around) for the last few hours, enjoying the time. Her backpack was full of new books to read and the basket in her hand was filled with food, so now she was on her way back home. Only a few more minutes and she could sit on her sofa …There were even butterflies today, so beautiful little creatures! She was almost home but suddenly heard weird noises coming from above! Just as she was looking up something fell into her basket right from the sky and smashed all the food! D:

After several hours of running through the forest, he eventually found the path to a park and the city. Finally! There was a place he could rule! Maybe it wasn’t that bad the way back home had been blocked if he now found people who would obey him. Being a king… Just when he started getting a king-like expression on his face the loud MEEP of a car right next to him almost scared him to death.
A few minutes of running around frantically later, he suddenly sniffed something terribly delicious in the air: this had to be cherry… a cherry cake or muffins! OMG! Quickly he had found the apartment this scent came from: there was an open window in the second floor! Unfortunately, the door of the building was closed. It was certain that this food had been prepared just for him though, how could it be different! So he started jumping at the wall and swang from one balcony flower to the next until he could already see the ceiling inside the apartment. Just one more jump – it made CRACK and together with pieces of the flower he fell down all the way until he landed with a loud THUD CRACK.

Find it, find your light
for it will always lead you right.
Other people, they don’t have a clue,
the one who chooses has to be you.
Everyone knows himself best,
everyone else’s opinion can only be a test
to see if you’re confident enough to show
that you know exactly where to go.
Find it, find your light
for it will always lead you right.