My second story. Be nice.
Disclaimer: i dont own the pilots and i never will
Stowaway
She was studying for school, with the wind rustling the leaves around her as she sat on a rock in the forest. She was reading her Chemistry book; Romeo and Juliet having been put back inside her book bag for further use when she returned home to the apartment she shared with her friend. Currently, she was reading about gas laws which just had to be confusing. Her eyes blurred and crossed over as she read over Dalton's law, Charles' Law, Boyle's Law, and even Gay Lussac's Law. The only one which she had truly committed to memory though, was Boyle's law which dealt with volume and pressure.
Suddenly, she stood up dropping everything onto the ground, bursting into Romeo and Juliet. "Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and Refuse thy name!…." She held her hand out as if capturing something in her palm, as if she wanted to catch little tendrils of sunshine on her fingertips. Slowly closing her hand, one finger at a time, she bent over to pick up her books and slowly put all of them in her book bag. As she stood, slipping the single strap of her book bag over her shoulder, she sat down on the rock again, letting her head fall back as she stared at the trees and the way the sunshine slipped through the green and warmed her face.
As if god had commanded it, something behind her growled, and she stretched her head backwards and opened her eyes. There sitting behind her was a cat. Said cat was gray, was about the size of a slightly smaller then medium size dog, and larger then a cat that would be presumed to be extremely fat and tall, and it had little tufts of hair on top of its pointed ears. The only problem was, Cats never got this big, and they also didn't have very sharp teeth. The girl gulped as she slowly got to her feet, the cat standing up as well from where it had been sitting about five feet away, and she started backing away because, this my friends, was a bobcat and not your everyday run-of-the-mill housecat.
"Nice kitty. Good kitty. I don't think you want to eat me. I don't taste very good." the girl said, beginning to back away slowly. The cat licked it's chops in response and took three steps forward. She gulped again and started backing up slowly, "come on, Kitty, Louisa's don't taste very good. You don't want to eat me."
The cat neither stopped nor moved its golden gaze from the girl's, Louisa's, face. It just kept walking forward and staring calmly at her. Suddenly, Louisa's foot stepped on a small twig and said twig snapped, and almost as if a switch was flicked, the cat instantly turned mean. It's mouth opened, little razor sharp fangs glaring at the girl as the cat hissed and leaped at Louisa as she turned and ran in the other direction from the bobcat.
She ran with her book bag thumping against her waist around trees, over logs, down the path which led farther into the woods. She could hear the cat, running light footed through the underbrush behind her. She saw a river up ahead with two rocks next to each other on opposite sides of the river. Running onto the one, she leapt to the other, catching her footing when she almost face planted into the ground.
Stumbling for just a second, she noticed that the cat had gained about a foot from where it had been behind her. She cursed and continued running deeper and deeper into the woods. As she rounded a giant rock, she had a split second to think as the cat suddenly leapt down from above her, as she swung her book bag over her shoulder and fended off the cat which yowled and clawed at her. The cat managed to scratch a hole in her book bag, as well as give her three nasty scratches on her forehead and her upper forearm before she was able to continue running.
As she was running, she thought she saw something up ahead. It looked large and like it was sort of sitting on the ground, almost kneeling. She gasped when she almost ran head-on into a giant metal hand covered with brambles and camouflage netting. Quickly running around the hand, the girl found some solid footing and hoisted herself onto the hand, running up and away from the bobcat. The cat easily leapt up and cleared the hand, continuing its chase for its meal. Louisa gasped as she heard a whoosh and she saw that a door had opened. Her gasp left enough time for the cat to jump and sink its claws into her leg. Screeching in pain, she grabbed her book bag and smashed the cat I the side of the face with it, sending the gray blob of fur skidding away from her before it could sink its teeth into her leg as well.
Louisa turned and ran to the door, jumping down and into a seat with so many switches and buttons around it that her head actually began to hurt. She became aware of the sound of claws running towards the door and she screamed but, just as she watched the cat begin its leap into the cockpit of some sort, the door slammed shut and the cat slammed into the door. Louisa tried to catch her breathe, her heart going a mile a minute as she sat in total darkness, listening to the bobcat scratch as the door, trying to get inside. After ten minutes, everything stopped and there was dead silence. The only sound was Louisa's hushed breathing. She felt her face, leg and arm. All three were still bleeding and she had no way to stop the bleeding. Crawling to the side of the seat and on top of the console, she curled up and laid her head onto the side of the seat. Soon after, she fell asleep with never a thought as to whom this giant robot belonged to.
-end 4 now-
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