Puss wallked through the roofs in Madrid. He was still running away from the guards and knights, traveling from city to city looking for a way to clear his name and recover his honor.

But at that moment, what really mattered to The Puss in Boots was the sweet smell of a restaurant's kitchen. It was nearly sunset in Spain, and for such reason, the place was empty for sure. Only chefs and other staff members where there at this hour. In one fruit market near there was a young girl of about 25 years with black hair and tanned skin. She wore a simple green dress. A typical Spanish woman. She held and basket full of red apples that she bought moments ago and was walking in the restaurant's direction.

The stomach of the Great Puss in Boots growled the instant the cat put his green feline eyes on that basket. He hadn't eaten a thing since the early morning, and just one of those apples would satisfy Puss's hunger. He wouldn't srike the girl like he did with men, his charm would take care of it. Just one look to his puppy eyes and BAM!
He followed her on the roofs, and when the lady neared the backdoor of the restaurant he jumped on the top of some boxes a few inches away.

"Señorita, if you can spare one of those apples for this poor cat...", the feline said using his seductive voice, and in thas exact instant, the lady jumped and screamed, "¡Diablo Gato! He is here!", the orange cat attempted to calm the woman, "No, no, señorita... Please, you need to calm down.", the young woman ceased the screaming and spoke, "So, what do you want?"

"Like I said before, one of these beautiful apples should be more then enough for me.", He awsered before remembering that he hadn't introduced himself yet, "Oh, Where are my manners?", Puss removed his hat and bowed, "Mí nombre is Puss in Boots, señorita", The lady, with a surprised expression, approached to the feline's face.

"Puss? The Puss in Boots?", the orange cat, sprawled, nodded before put the hat back in his head, "Sí, soy yo. Do you know me from somewhere?". That was quite obvious since the young woman had acknowledged him at first Madrid, Puss was better known as The Diablo Gato of the many names he had through Spain and the world.

"Don't you remember me? Soy Josefina Hernández, or how you and Humpty used to call me, Pepita Pedrita.", Puss was a bit puzzled by hearing the woman's and his old friend's name in one sentence. Until, like a snap, the Puss in Boots exclaimed

"¡Pepita, La chica que vivía cruzar La calle Del orfanato!", said Puss in Spanish, "You were the girl that used to throw rocks at Humpty when we passed by". He continued, this time in english, with a bit of a saddened expression.

Josefina nearly said something else, but the mad sound of someone coming in their direction was heard from behind the door. The young lady soon acknowledged the owner of those steps, "¡Ay caramba! Puss, You have to get out of here! If my boss sees you, He won't hear you like I did!", the feline didn't understand, "Just go, Puss in Boots!", Hearing this, the cat lost no time. He jumped away to the top of another roof in the provimity, far from anyone sight.

Puss saw Pepita speaking with what looked like a caveman with an apron. He screamed at her, and she just nodded. When the shouting ceased, Puss saw Josefina apologize and then enter into what looked liked a kitchen. Ready to leave, he straightened his hat. It was when heard,"Psst, Puss!", The feline turned to the backdoor, where sat a bright red apple.


This is an updated version. the wonderful InheritedMadness is now my beta reader. thank you very much.