Fic: Can We Keep Her? (13/100) (Lita/Cena, 011, kitten) - lita_fics100 challenge
Title: Can We Keep Her?
Author: Karen U
Fandom: WWE
Characters: Lita/Cena
Prompt: 011, kitten
Word Count: 243 - another drabble
Rating: G
Warnings/Spoilers: none, Lita being gone
Summary: A new pet...
Table for challenge is here.
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She hadn't fostered a feline before, but the shelter she volunteered at hadn't had any of their usual foster homes available so just this once, Lita had agreed to foster a kitten. She had fostered dogs before, and that had gone just fine, but Lita was always more of a dog person than a cat person, so the redhead had been a little nervous about bringing an eight week old kitten into their home, even temporarily.
The little feline had found her place almost instantly, still young enough that the way she had been treated in her first weeks of life hadn't left her unable to warm up to people... Which was why they suddenly found a kitten under the covers with them on some mornings, and there were several scratches on their ankles from when they'd been mistaken for oversized toys.
John, of course, pretended not to like having the kitten around, but that didn't stop him from letting it climb all over him or buying it toys.
Lita smiled a little as she watched him... Basketball on television, a purring kitten on his lap. She was twelve weeks old now, more than ready to be taken back to the shelter to be put up for adoption, but-
"I kinda wanna keep her," John said suddenly, and Lita smiled at him, coming forward to stroke a finger down the kitten's back before leaning down to kiss her boyfriend.
"Of course you do."
The End
Author: Karen U
Fandom: WWE
Characters: Lita/Cena
Prompt: 011, kitten
Word Count: 243 - another drabble
Rating: G
Warnings/Spoilers: none, Lita being gone
Summary: A new pet...
Table for challenge is here.
~~*~~*~~*~~*~~
She hadn't fostered a feline before, but the shelter she volunteered at hadn't had any of their usual foster homes available so just this once, Lita had agreed to foster a kitten. She had fostered dogs before, and that had gone just fine, but Lita was always more of a dog person than a cat person, so the redhead had been a little nervous about bringing an eight week old kitten into their home, even temporarily.
The little feline had found her place almost instantly, still young enough that the way she had been treated in her first weeks of life hadn't left her unable to warm up to people... Which was why they suddenly found a kitten under the covers with them on some mornings, and there were several scratches on their ankles from when they'd been mistaken for oversized toys.
John, of course, pretended not to like having the kitten around, but that didn't stop him from letting it climb all over him or buying it toys.
Lita smiled a little as she watched him... Basketball on television, a purring kitten on his lap. She was twelve weeks old now, more than ready to be taken back to the shelter to be put up for adoption, but-
"I kinda wanna keep her," John said suddenly, and Lita smiled at him, coming forward to stroke a finger down the kitten's back before leaning down to kiss her boyfriend.
"Of course you do."
The End