Children + Cat = Bad idea? (OTA!)

[szardosmagik]

Perhaps it wasn't the best idea, especially given how Martini as an adult had reacted to her, but Amanda found it easier to wander around the compound in her feline form. She was quite taken with it, truth be told, and she found that she learned a lot simply by sitting around and listening

Comments

[codenamepyro]

While Pyro wasn't the most coordinated of people normally, being a kid again only reminded him that he'd never been coordinated anyway. Shoes that were too big and laces that weren't tied tripped him up enough, and he'd never really watched where he was going before.

So he didn't think to look down when he was wandering into the kitchen. Probably should've.

He was pretty close to stepping on the cat before his shoes tripped him and he stumbled, legs getting in the way and his hands only just grabbing the counter to keep him on his feet.

"What the fuck? Who's got the damn pet!" Kid Pyro was just as loud as grown up Pyro.

[szardosmagik]

Amanda darted to the left, lowering her body to the ground, her tail swishing from side to side as the kid grabbed the counter. My, he was loud. It hurt her ears. She blinked at him, tilting her head as she sat primly on the cold tile.

Almost as if she was censuring him, she flattened her ears for a moment before she gave him a simple feline stare.

[codenamepyro]

He stared back, glaring slightly, "Toss off." He muttered, heading to the fridge after getting his balance back.

Whatever idiot had the cat in the middle of Russia was just that, an idiot. It was one thing for the shape-shifters to wander around but really who had house hold pets out here?

He took another look at the cat, trying to figure it out. But it looked just like any other cat he'd seen. "Fucking idiots." He tried to decide if just the soda would do him just now, figuring that it'd do, before starting to climb on the counters to get to the stupid glasses on the top shelves.

He hated being short.

[szardosmagik]

As soon as John started climbing on the counters, Amanda sighed and shifted back into her human form, a slow shimmer as she stretched out beside him and then smirked.

"I don't care if you're usually forty or four, that's not safe." she murmured, leaning against the counter. "What do you need?" She could easily reach whatever it was that he needed, she was certain.

[cover_your_ears]

Jessie went to the mess hall to put the glass she had been using for water in the dish washer. Lost in thought, she almost tripped over the chocolate brown cat. "Why hello there," she said holding down her hand for the cat to smell her fingers. "Where did you come from?"

[szardosmagik]

Amanda was trying to stay out from underfoot, but moving in the kitchen was becoming a chore. She was leaving the corner to cross the room when another child nearly stepped on her. Her fur raising a little, she shook herself and then turned to face Jessie, her eyes moving over the girl.

She didn't recognize her. But she also didn't sniff. Considering Jessie for a moment, she hopped up onto a chair and sat down, yawning.

[cover_your_ears]

"Pretty kitty," she watched the cat hop up onto the chair. Gently, she reached over and petted the cat's head and scratched behind her ears. Then she went and put her glass in the dishwasher. A little hungry, Jessie went to the fridge and pulled the door open.

She opened the veggie drawer and found an apple, she saw a package of left-over chicken and wondered if the cat would like some of it. She pulled open the package and took a couple of pieces out. Closing the fridhe went back to the table where the cat was sitting. Putting the apple on the table, she clambered up into a chair next to the cat.

"Here, kitty. You hungry?" She offered the cat some of the meat.

[szardosmagik]

Maybe it wasn't quite right, enjoying a good ear scritching, but Amanda had grown up in the circus and everyone was affectionate there. She purred a little and then watched Jessie, trying to decide just who the girl might be and if she knew her.

As Jessie came back with the chicken, Amanda debated it but didn't go after it like a normal cat would. She sniffed it and fought her feline instinct to gobble it down whole. Tucking her tail around her feet, she gave what she hoped was a polite decline. She would get herself a sandwich later.