This is totally unlikely but it sounded so cute!. Enjoy!
"Party, look" whispered Ghoul.
"Mm. Very nice" grunted Party, focusing on his ray gun as he polished it.
"Look, seriously"
"Well-wait. What the fuck is that?" cried Party.
"Don't, you'll scare it!" protested Ghoul.
Let me explain. Fun Ghoul had found a kitten. Barely eight weeks old, black with bright eyes.
"Put it back where you found it, now!" growled Party.
"Can we keep it?"
"No"
"Please?"
"No"
"Why?"
"Because I said so. No"
"But why?"
"Because I said so"
"But why?"
"Shut the fuck up"
"But why?"
"Ghoul"
"Can we keep it?"
"For the last time, no!"
The kitten got up on shaky paws, and wobbled tentatively over to Party, who eyed the beast warily.
It nosed his boot, then pushed it's fragile body against his leg, purring loudly.
Party looked down at it reluctantly.
The kitten crawled up Party's leg, struggling till it reached his arms.
"Aw, look, it likes you" smiled Ghoul.
"Get it away" but Party didn't sound sure.
The kitten nudged Party's face, letting out a tiny, heart melting meow.
Party's face softened, and he gently stroked it, a fond smile playing on his features.
"Can we keep it now?" begged Ghoul.
"Okay" whispered Party, gazing adoringly at his new friend.
"Lets name him!" beamed Ghoul.
"I name this kitten Barky" smiled Party.
"But it's a cat." frowned Ghoul.
"But he likes that name, don't you, Barky-warky?. Yes, you do, you do, aw, little Barky, you're so cute, my little puss-kin, my little baby…"
Party wandered away, Barky nuzzled in the crook of his arm.
Well, Ghoul thought Party could use company.
Now we have a cat, he thought, what's next, a dinosaur?
And that, ladies and gentle men, is that.
Hasta luego, bitches!