Before us, there was gods of many kinds. They roamed our lands in the form of animals, wielding the elements with fearsome power.

They did not age as we did, nor did they feel our greed or lust. They simply lived in harmony, watching over us as they guarded their lands.

That is, until the greed of man tainted the giant beasts.

When most people talk about reuniting with their loved ones, I normally pictured something like hugs and teary eyes as they greeted each other. In the movies, there was rain normally and a crowd of people who miraculously never ran into you while having your drama moment. Poetic, beautiful. It was just how it was. Me? No, I apparently decided to break that mold right to hell. Though, being fair I'm dating a giant feathered ex-warlord whose pale ass was currently chained to the floor so maybe I'm a bit nuts. Just a tiny bit.

"OI! NEXT TIME YOU WANT TO DO THAT KIND OF SHIT TO CHILDREN, I'LL GO GIVE YOU A FREAKIN' WHATFOR YOU ASSHOLE!" I roared as I slapped his startled face as hard as I could. His head snapped sideways, other cheek hitting the stone he was still chained to. He looked stunned, though whether it was the fact I randomly popped out of thin air on top of him after four years of going missing, or if it was the fact I hit him I'm not sure. Also, I honestly didn't give a damn. I was too angry. Still, his face lit up at the sight of me.

"Kitten!" He croned, wiggling slightly as he tried to dodge another slap. "O-oi! Hey! What the hell?"

"DON'T YOU KITTEN ME!" I roared, digging my still claw-clad glove into his shoulder as I raised my bare hand in preparation. "I HEARD WHAT YOU DID TO THOSE CHILDREN! FEEDING THEM CANDY? DRUGGING THEM? WHAT ARE YOU, PEDOBEAR?!"

"I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THAT IS!" Don shouted back, jerking out of the way from my hand as he growled at me. I growled back. "Why are you down here? How did you get down here?"

"What?" I paused now, hand still raised as I frowned down at him. He huffed beneath me, probably rolling his eyes beneath those glasses of his. Asshat. I glared. "How do you think I got down here? I used my own portable Slendy-bendy man."

"Slendy...?" As if on cue, I felt his presence reappear behind me, no doubt irritated as he peered over my shoulder at Don. "Oh, that guy."

I have a place for you two picked out on this world. Slendy slithered in my mind, his raspy growl making the goosebumps raise on my arms. I beamed up at him. Don't look at me like that. I'm doing this to be rid of you.

"Aw, you love me. Admit it."

No. was the curtled response. I laughed, winking a bit before turning back to Don with a dirty look.

"Alright, this is what we're doin'." I told him crossing my arms. Don quirked an eyebrow, laying back as he hummed in attention. "We're busting your feathered ass out of here, my good buddy Slendy is gonna be nice enough to warp us to an island far far from here, and we're gonna lay low until you grow old and die. Then I'll wing it from there. Capiche?"

There was a long pause before a large grin grew over Don's face once more and that long ass tongue slid out of his mouth. "Fufufu, whatever says the lady right? Happy woman, happy day!" With that he squirmed a bit more, glancing at the chains that held him with interest. "But, you're gonna have to do something with these. Maybe get me clothes."

I already have that idiots clothes. Slenderman informed me, head twisting around to stare at the bars behind us. They were remarkably easy to find, given their size. As for the locks, I presume you remember how to pick locks?

"Yeah, yeah." I grumbled pushing myself off Don's chest and towards one of his wrists. Squatting down I peered at the lock curiously, wrinkling my nose as I huffed. Noticing the look I was getting from Don, I glared daggers before slipping on my claw glove. I growled as I drew the sharp 'talon' into the keyhole. "What? I had to learn few skills."

"...Fufufu, my wittle kitty all grown up. Breaking me out of jail and everything." Don snickered, pausing a bit as he cracked his neck. I winced. "So, what were you doin' since I saw you last?"

"Shuddup Waddles, I'm concentrating." I growled, brows pinching when I realized I went too far one way and reset the lock. I glared at it before trying again. "You should try it sometime."

He grinned but stayed quiet, probably a good thing given how hard it was to hear the stupid lock anyway. It took a few tries as it was but eventually the lock popped open and his wrist was free. Snorting triumphantly I got back to my feet, marching over him to his other hand with renewed determination. I barely noticed his flexing his wrist as I made quicker work of his other restraints.

"So, what the hell did you do with the guards anyway?" Don asked finally when the last shackle was unlocked, sitting up and grimacing when his spine cracked back into place. I winced as well, standing up and offering him a hand as well. He took it, cackling a little when he came to a stand. "Seriously. All your shouting should've brought the army down let alone the idiots on this floor."

"Er.. they got sick."

"Eh?"

"Long story. Come on, let's get you out of here." Taking his hand I turned to look at the faceless 'man' behind me and stretched out my other hand. Slender reached out and grabbed both my hand and Don's shoulder with pale boney fingers, tentacles sliding from his back as the world began to shift and groan around us. Before we blacked out, I felt Don's hand squeeze mine and I held it tight back. He was there, he was safe. We were going to make it the best we could or damn well go down in history as the most screwed up pairing since Romeo and Juliet.

...Dammit.

Okay so I haven't written in 4 years about this, and I'm gonna try to do it now. Honestly, first I was trying to come up with ideas, then I forgot, then Don's arc started, then I wanted it to end so I could start somewhere, then I realized I may be screwed, then I forgot again, then I forgot what my idea for it was, now I'm winging it. I'll try to keep Kitty as in character, and Don too. Well, until next time!

Doggy D. Cookiethief