“Crumble”, huh? What a strange name for him. His brothers probably would have laughed at him, they always had. Even though he had been born into a royal family, there had been annoying siblings, really annoying. He had had to prove he was strong and just as cool as the others and he had learned that after some time.
Right now, you could describe Crumble’s life as relaxed and peaceful. Yet, he still planned to find a way back home. These magic books could really come in handy and he started reading a lot to find out more about the world of magic. There was a lot of basic knowledge he already had but why not get deeper into it?
Maybe that woman could also be of help, she seemed to have acquired some skills already. She was far from perfection though and Crumble was sure he could make her a better magician by pushing her to important things. Stella would help him get home.

There were also more “funny” incidents since Crumble had fallen into her life: in the supermarket or in the city, she suddenly got the urge to buy things she usually wouldn’t even have looked at! These things later kind of “vanished” at home, only to be found in Crumble’s sleeping basket after some time.
Also, she more often seemed to find exactly what she was looking for in her magic books! When she came back to read after for example reading or watching TV, the books were open right at the page where the spell she needed was written down.
On top of that, even her magic strength seemed to have improved a lot as she noticed while practicing.
Crumble always sat somewhere looking innocent, almost like a little angel.

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.