Monday Morning Multipup!

[a_mere_child]

In and around Milliways this morning, one finds:

a piece of software at the Bar with an energy shake and a VidWindow;
a pregnant woman at a table covered in electronic bits;
a Warehouse agent in a booth with a crossoword puzzle;
a combat droid tromping through fresh-fallen snow by the lakeside;
and a black cat curled up on the seat of the armchair

Comments

[missginnytonic]

Ginny is walking to the fire place and notices the cat. Then stops to see if it's friendly by putting her hand near it.

[withhistailhigh]

The cat doesn't react. It seems to be asleep, or at least pretending to be.

[missginnytonic]

Ginny scratches the cat behind it's ears softly.

[withhistailhigh]

The cat stirs a little and regards Ginny through half-lidded yellow-green eyes.

"Petting sleeping animals is an ill-advised activity."

[missginnytonic]

Ginny only jumps a little at the talking cat.

"I see, I could have suffered substantial injuries."

[withhistailhigh]

"You are fortunate," says the cat, "that I am not so inclined." He yawns and stretches, uncoiling on the cushion.

[missginnytonic]

"Thank you, I really am grateful. Can I get you something to eat for waking you?"

[withhistailhigh]

"I don't know. Can you?"

[missginnytonic]

"I can, anything from tuna to a canary. Would you like something?"

[withhistailhigh]

"I would. Very much so." There's almost, but not quite, a purr in his voice.

[missginnytonic]

"What would you like?"

She really will get a live canary if that's what he wants.

[withhistailhigh]

The cat stretches again.

"It so happens that I have never tasted a canary before."

[missginnytonic]

"Want to try one?"

[withhistailhigh]

"Very much so." He licks his chops in anticipation.

[missginnytonic]

Ginny smiles as she walks to the bar and walks back with a silver domed tray with flapping in side.

"Ready?"

[withhistailhigh]

The cat is already crouched and ready to pounce, tail twitching excitedly.