Ugh. Nothing good was on. I flipped to the last channel possible and found my favorite show. Hannah Montana. I hated that I loved it.
"Hey Cass, whatcha watching?" Alonzo asked as he snickered.
"Don't you have something you need to do?" I asked angrily.
"Well, sorry, that I asked a question," Alonzo said.
"Well, you should know that I'm watching my favorite show," I snapped. Why couldn't he just leave?
It's like Bast was working against her. He sat on the cushion near her, and watched along with her.
"Why do you watch a show about a human?" he asked.
"Uhh… 'cause I can?" it was more of a question than a statement.
"Odd," he said simply.
"Why am I mates with you, again?" I asked. I seriously was wondering.
"Because you think I'm sexy," he said while flexing his muscles.
"Oh, really?" I asked challenging. I love getting him riled up!
"Really!" he said.
"Do you think it's really 'cause your sexy?" I asked mockingly.
"what else could it be? I'm not smart like Munk, I'm not acrobatic like Tumble, so all I got going for me is sexiness. And even Tugger is better at that!" he said with a pout.
"Wipe that pout off your face," I said casually.
"Uhh… why?" he asked confusedly.
Before he knew it, I pounced on him," Because I said so," I whispered before I kissed him.