A/N: I decided it was time for me to torture Albel again. XD He's been acting like the cocky, arrogant warrior that he usually is, so I decided to take him down a peg, or maybe a lot of pegs. XD Anyway, presenting the world's cutest Albel!
Albel: Shut up before I decide to slit your throat.
Disclaimer: Albel and Fayt aren't mine…but my kitteh looks eerily like Albel.
Fayt wasn't exactly lazy, but now and then he liked to take a break from the hectic pace of battle and just relax. Normally Albel would be pushing the group to go back out and fight, but since he was nowhere in sight, Fayt was happily curled up in a chair reading a good book.
A sudden crash from the kitchen caught Fayt's attention. With a sigh, he reluctantly marked his page and went to investigate.
Entering the kitchen, Fayt was surprised and delighted to see a black and brown striped kitten with a purple satin collar sprawled out on the floor. "What are you doing here?"
"I have a right to be in here," answered a familiar voice.
Fayt panicked and began looking around for Albel, worried that the warrior would discover his secret weakness for cats.
"Right here, fool. I'm lying on the floor."
The kitten turned baleful eyes on Fayt.
Fayt jumped back, nearly knocking over a shelf of pans, which he had to quickly steady.
Albel snickered. "Clumsy as usual, I see."
Fayt wanted to explain the situation to Albel, but he wasn't sure how to break it to Albel, so he sheepishly scratched the back of his head. "You just startled me. Uh….what are you doing on the floor?"
Albel narrowed his eyes. "I'm not sure exactly. One minute I'm lying in bed with a stomachache and then the next think I know I'm here. If this is someone's idea of a joke, it's not funny. As soon as I find out who it is, I'll slit their throat."
Fayt laughed nervously and Albel glanced at him, his tail twitching. "Why are you so jumpy, fool? Did you have anything to do with it?"
Fayt wasn't sure what to think of the situation. It was amusing to see Albel as a kitten, but Albel could probably still find some way to kill him even as a cat. Besides, being cute and cuddly was not Albel's idea of fun, so he would be even grumpier than usual.
Fayt sighed deeply. "You really don't know, do you? I'll get you a mirror."
Fayt left the kitchen and returned with a small mirror and held it up to Albel. "See?"
Albel sounded surprised. "How'd that cat get in there?"
"No, Albel, that's you. The mirror lets you see yourself."
"I am not a cat," Albel said stiffly.
Fayt groaned impatiently. "Yes you are. Look." He seized one of Albel's paws and held it up to the warrior's face.
Albel snatched his paw back and his tail lashed back and forth angrily. "When I find out who did this, I'll skin him alive and boil his entrails. Nobody turns Albel Nox into a fluffball! Just wait until I get my sword."
Fayt rolled his eyes and sighed. "Albel, you can't hold a sword like this."
Albel bared his teeth in a snarl. "But I have claws. I'll rip his throat out."
Fayt groaned. "This'll be a long day."