IC: Shortly after the Mistletoad debacle

[thekingsgambit]

[The silence between the cornfield and Boys 4 has just been interrupted by a loud, pathetic puppy cry. Those interested in going after the poor creature might discover the tiny black kitten that is presently clenching said puppy's paw in its mouth and puffed up to twice its normal size.]

-- I told you to put me down!




((This is actually open to whoever wishes to jump it and save the poor puppy. ;;))

Comments

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

If they serve the purpose.

[2nd-slinger.livejournal.com]

Duly noted.

Sooo... Why are you a cat now?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

Camp.

[Slight twitch at tail tip.]

[2nd-slinger.livejournal.com]

... not gonna be more specific, Whiskers?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Tail flicks from side to side.]

Since when does this place need a reason for its endless attempts to earn my annoyance?

[2nd-slinger.livejournal.com]

Dude, even Camp's got its weird cause-an'-effect fixation. So I just thought I'd ask.

Anyway, back to the important thing. You're a cat--anythin' I can do to help?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[I am not only a cat but a ridiculously young cat who can barely get around. o/ Also, looking very distracted and unfocused.]

Such as?

[2nd-slinger.livejournal.com]

I dunno--carryin' you somewhere? Helpin' you find the litterbox?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Oh, I'm focused right now. >\]

I will manage.

[2nd-slinger.livejournal.com]

[Yes, the hate is swelling in you now.]

For real, it's no trouble to give you a lift somewhere.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

It is better if I do not stray too far away from the cabin. It would only worry Nunnally.

She is enjoying it.

[2nd-slinger.livejournal.com]

Somehow I'm not surprised... Girls an' kittens, man--what're you gonna do?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

Hopefully, talk her out of boarding us with the hybrids.

[2nd-slinger.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that's a little... odd. I'd think her own brother should at least rate a private kennel, sorta thing.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

She intends to stay there as well.

[2nd-slinger.livejournal.com]

... okay, your sister's weird. In a cute an' quirky sort of way, but still.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[HISSSSSSSSSSSSSS! Yes, there is arching and puffing.]

Watch what you say, Johnny.

[2nd-slinger.livejournal.com]

[Holy shnikes.]

I... will, Lelouch. I'm sorry.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Fur quickly settles back down and he pulls his tiny tail over to smooth it as well, keeping his eyes away from Rico.]

... Old habits.

Apology accepted.

[2nd-slinger.livejournal.com]

[... is not gonna point out you said that remarkably like Darth Vader did after killing his Captain Henchman in Empire, because that would be awkward.

Instead, how is petting for a peace offering?]

Hindsight bein' 20/20, I'm pretty sure I deserved it.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Petting is cheating, as it cannot be resisted! Sob so much purring.]

Prrrrrt... she has a way with animals... like her sister...

[2nd-slinger.livejournal.com]

[A winner is me.]

So it's a family trait?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Curse you. Leaning more into petting.]

... a limited one.

[2nd-slinger.livejournal.com]

[Such a whiner...]

It's one of the nicer options for things that run in families.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Shut up. I am almost happy while there is petting. Well, aside form the occasional tail lash.]

Ah, especially this one.