I don't own Hamtaro

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Pashmina sat at the table working on her painting. It was beautiful, with lots of colour and life.

"Hey, you guys, what do you think of my painting?" she asked the boys in the corner.

"It's lovely, Pashmina, my love. But nothing compares to your beauty" Dexter said, not even bothering to glance at the painting Pashmina had been working on for the last week.

"Hey, what are you playing at, with all that lovey-dovey stuff? Huh! Huh!" Howdy came over and Stan, Dexter and Howdy started fighting. Pashmina sighed. Their attention was nice but they didn't really love her, they just liked having someone to fight over. She was really lonely, Penelope, Bijou and Sandy were great friends but they didn't totally understand her. To make matters worse, lately everyone had been busy with their own lives, because winter was coming and they had to prepare. Pashmina was always on top of things and had prepared for winter months ago, and now she was lonely. Sometimes she wished the others could be as responsible as she was so that she could have someone to talk to, instead of watching everyone run around in the freezing cold, regretting they hadn't prepared sooner.

She wandered outside and watched as Stucky, Cappy and Penelope played tag. They were young enough that when everyone else was busy, they could play. Penelope was Pashmina's life. Most of her time was devoted to her little sister. As the little hamsters laughed and played, Pashmina's eyes drifted to the sky. It was totally clear today. Pashmina noticed beauty in everything, which was something else that set her apart from the other hamsters at the club house. She returned to watching the kids play.

Later, Pashmina noticed Penelope and the other hadn't come in. She went out to get them. When she got to the clearing where they were playing, earlier, she was surprised to see they weren't there.

"They probably wandered off. Nothing to worry about." Pashmina thought to herself.

Pashmina was getting worried. She had been searching for over an hour with no luck. It was getting really cold and the sky was turning black with storm clouds. "Maybe they went back to the club house already." she thought hopefully as she turned back.

Penelope awoke with her head pounding. She was inside a cave with Stucky and Cappy. Outside the rain was pouring. "How did we get here?" she thought. Then she remembered. They had been playing in the trees, when the branch they were on gave way. They had plummeted down into the creek. Everything had gone black after that. "Well, you're awake, little one. I was afraid you weren't going to make it for a while there." Penelope looked up to see a hamster with a guitar. " Okwee?" she asked weakly. "I don't know what you said, but don't worry about anything. Hey, aren't you one of Hamlet's friends? Or is it Ham-and-eggs?" Penelope looked at him. "Oh" she thought, "this is Hamtaro's friend who can never remember his name." Penelope tried to sit up, but a sharp pain soared through her body. She looked down at her middle to a large bandage wrapped around it. There was blood soaking through. "You had better lay down, little friend of Hamflower. That wound needs time to heal. Don't worry, tomorrow, I'll take the three of you back to your friends.

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