Oblivious to the cat's indignation, righteous or otherwise, Cooper let out an involuntary "ouch!" That was just for the claws. When the teeth sank into his nose ... that got a screeching "YOWCH!" He was trying to think under pressure, even as he flailed. His mind made an intuitive leap.
Face-eating cats. They were back. The school had been plagued by a run of them in past years. Cooper had investigated them, and had only begun to scratch the surface of their nefarious scheming before the tribe of cats vanished, presumably having moved on to despoil other schools.
Now here was a cat, biting Cooper's face. The connection was obvious. Where there was smoke there was fire. Where there was a cat eating a face, there was an infestation of face-eating cats. (The things traveled in packs.)
Cooper made a valiant effort to shake off the cat before it could actually do anything more than bite his nose. He didn't relish spending life noseless. Villains like Voldemort went for the noseless look. Imagine spending the rest of your life getting mistaken for an evil wizard, just because some cat took a fancy to your nose.
Finally he managed to get free of the persistent feline. Backing up and taking a defensive stance though he had no gun to level at the cat (and though a gun wouldn't have done any good anyhow -- for face-eating cats you needed a silver bullet, plus they were still on school grounds), Cooper panted for air. His face stung.
"Where did you come from?" he demanded of the cat. Face-eating cats could talk. He'd talked to some.
Face-eating cats. They were back. The school had been plagued by a run of them in past years. Cooper had investigated them, and had only begun to scratch the surface of their nefarious scheming before the tribe of cats vanished, presumably having moved on to despoil other schools.
Now here was a cat, biting Cooper's face. The connection was obvious. Where there was smoke there was fire. Where there was a cat eating a face, there was an infestation of face-eating cats. (The things traveled in packs.)
Cooper made a valiant effort to shake off the cat before it could actually do anything more than bite his nose. He didn't relish spending life noseless. Villains like Voldemort went for the noseless look. Imagine spending the rest of your life getting mistaken for an evil wizard, just because some cat took a fancy to your nose.
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He really should jump down soon, though, he can't even see the guy's face to get a name. But this man has far too few scratches on his face.
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"Where did you come from?" he demanded of the cat. Face-eating cats could talk. He'd talked to some.
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