Fluffy Kitties
A fluffy fic just because I can.
By LD
Heeeeere kitty kitty kitty....
Heeeeere kitty kitty kitty....
There you are! Come out of the closet!
Eep! No! Let go of me! Noooooooo!!!
Stop being so fussy.
I don't wanna play kitty...
Stop that. But you make a good kitty...
Do not! I make a horrible kitty! Terrible. Disgrace to the kitty name, really. Just ask Trowa!
Don't drag me into this.
Troooowa.... Help me!
No my problem.
*Sob* I don't wanna play kitty....
Here, put this on. And these too.
I don't wanna...
There. Now you really look like a kitty.
*Sniff* *Sob*
Stop laughing at me, Trowa.
Hey, if it were me, he never would have gotten me to do it in the first place.
That's a great idea! Then I could have TWO kitties!
No no no no no, get that away from me!
Come here, Trowa Chan!!!
(Loud crashing sounds ensue)
(Names magically appear before the sentences. Spooooky)
Trowa, now adourned in a pretty kitty collar: *Pouts*
Quatre, still upset, but glad he isn't alone this time: See how demeaning this is? Never EVER let Heero give him sugar again, especially if he's planning on conveniently DISAPPEARING!!!
Trowa: *Nodding*
Duo: Now, the kitties have to play dressup.
Quatre and Trowa: *Shock*
Quatre: Nononononononononono
Trowa: No. No. No. Now way.
Duo: *Laughs and grins* It'll be fun.
Heeeeere kitty kitty kitty....
Heeeeere kitty kitty kitty....
There you are! Come out of the closet!
Eep! No! Let go of me! Noooooooo!!!
Stop being so fussy.
I don't wanna play kitty...
Stop that. But you make a good kitty...
Do not! I make a horrible kitty! Terrible. Disgrace to the kitty name, really. Just ask Trowa!
Don't drag me into this.
Troooowa.... Help me!
No my problem.
*Sob* I don't wanna play kitty....
Here, put this on. And these too.
I don't wanna...
There. Now you really look like a kitty.
*Sniff* *Sob*
Stop laughing at me, Trowa.
Hey, if it were me, he never would have gotten me to do it in the first place.
That's a great idea! Then I could have TWO kitties!
No no no no no, get that away from me!
Come here, Trowa Chan!!!
(Loud crashing sounds ensue)
(Names magically appear before the sentences. Spooooky)
Trowa, now adourned in a pretty kitty collar: *Pouts*
Quatre, still upset, but glad he isn't alone this time: See how demeaning this is? Never EVER let Heero give him sugar again, especially if he's planning on conveniently DISAPPEARING!!!
Trowa: *Nodding*
Duo: Now, the kitties have to play dressup.
Quatre and Trowa: *Shock*
Quatre: Nononononononononono
Trowa: No. No. No. Now way.
Duo: *Laughs and grins* It'll be fun.