-55- Cat Scratch Fever

[luckyvalentine]

[is it another strange little cat? Why yes it is! This little cat, however, is obviously the best one. So pretty and clever, with those big green eyes... Don't you just want to take care of her? Feed her, maybe?

Of course you do!

This is why she has stationed herself conveniently in the kitchen, right in the middle of the table, where she can stare

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[onlyanapple]

[Crowley's here, heading towards the fridge, pausing for a second at the sight of this cat]

I'm starting to wonder if that animal shelter had a breakout.

[luckyvalentine]

[huhu... hey there, Crowley. Her tail flicks deviously, before she hops down from the table, and pads on over to the fridge. Annnd, she plops down to sit in front of it]

Mew.

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley stares at her for a moment, before trying to open the fridge regardless]

Shoo.

[luckyvalentine]

[yeah right. Not going anywhere! And... getting more adorable. Look at those big pleading green eyes!]

Meeew~

[onlyanapple]

Are you in league with that bastard with the bell?

I have no food, piss off.

[luckyvalentine]

[looks at fridge. looks back at Crowley. looks back at the fridge...]

Mew!

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley arches a brow, then steps away, moving to sit at the table]

I think I'd rather watch you try to get inside it yourself.

[luckyvalentine]

[ha... she's not playing your little game, man. She follows, hopping up onto the table. And just... stares. Big round eyes. Just staring. Staaaaaaaring...]

[onlyanapple]

[He stares right back, letting that kitty face reflect off his shades of awesome]

You won't win a staring contest against me, I promise.

[luckyvalentine]

[but Crowley. Look how cute. She inches closer!]

[onlyanapple]

[He's still staring, he's not going to break by your kitty whims, adorable fluffy creature]

The answer is still no. I have enough pets to feed as it is.

[luckyvalentine]

[b-but Crowley! The kitty's tail and ears finally droop... looking hurt and sad. You mean old snake. Us animals are supposed to take care of each other. Feel bad.]

[onlyanapple]

[He doesn't feel bad. Not at all. Not even a little bit]

...

...

Fine. [Goes to find some cat food]

[luckyvalentine]

[ahaha! She hops to her feet and pretty much prances in a circle on the table, oh so self-satisfied. ...She doesn't even take the time to stop and think about what kind of food he might be getting her]

[onlyanapple]

[Here's a tip, Faye, it comes in a can and makes a 'shluurp' sound as it drops into a bowl.

He'll leave it there on the floor for you]

There, food.

[luckyvalentine]

...

[her tail and ears fall flat, and she looks up at Crowley. Her expression CLEARLY says 'is this some kind of joke?']