Jack's Sweet Home.

Ch. 1

A/N~…I NEED TO RE-EXAMINE MY ENTIRE LIFE RIGHT NOW, PLEASE EXCUSE ME, I AM NOW GOING TO EAT MY SHIT.

anyone ever watch that adorable anime, Chi's Sweet Home? It's so cute! Granted each episode is about three minutes longer, but damn so many episodes! And season two is awesome! I need to watch the OVA though eventually lol

Anyways, I recently watched after seeing a cute GIF from the series, and then this came to my head…goodbye, life. *sobs*

Le sigh, but anyways, please enjoy! Chapters will be fairy sparse, as I have one to many things to do overall, along with Snakebite's sequel, but this will give me something fun and cute to do!

Enjoy!

Characters: Jack, North, Bunny, Tooth, Sandy, Pitch, Manny (more to be added)

Pairing(s): None (possible Cavity later on)

Universe: Pet!AU.

Tags: Kitten!Jack, Bunny!Bunny, Dog!North, Cat!Tooth, Hamster!Sandy, Cat!Pitch, Human!Manny, Pitch is a badass stray, Sandy makes an adorable chubby hamster, Jack is curious, Jack is a little shit, welcome to the family fic, cutesy fic, I need a life, I'm going to hell, I hope you're all happy.

Who's what!

North – burgundy and white Russian Malamute.

Bunny – rabbit. (Think his little form in RotG)

Tooth – blue and green Bengal cat. (Shut up, these colors are normal in this universe)

Sandy – gold hamster.

Jack – white kitten.

Pitch – black cat.

WARNING! This chapter contains some very sensitive material concerning animal abuse, proceed with caution, and let the record show that I do not condone this behavior.

So…

Shall we start now?

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It was cold.

It was dark.

And he was scared.

He didn't know what happened. One minute he had been playing in a box with his sister, their mother out to get food for them. But then he heard his sister cry out, and everything became dark. Something surrounded him, plastic, hot, the air thin and murky. Then he had been moving, and he could hear his sister calling out to him, growing further and further away.

It had snowed the previous day, and he could feel the cold air seeping into the strange thing that held him prisoner. Swinging to and fro, meowing loudly to be let out.

The found of feet on pavement suddenly became more hollow; like they were walking on wood. They stopped.

A pause.

He's swung upwards, and the small kitten feels vertigo tumble through the heavy grip of gravity. He's soon falling, falling, falling…

And then, he's freezing.

HE screamed, cried, and struggled in the trash bag, slow trickles of freezing water starting to flood the plastic. His body locked up from terror and the cold, and he suddenly wants nothing more than to sleep. The air is scarce, the water frigid, freezing his little lungs and soaking his soft fur.

He was going to die.

'Someone…please, someone, anyone! HELP ME!'

Darkness…

And then he wakes up to the moon high above him.

Dazed and uncertain, he looked around. He was no longer in that suffocating bag. He appeared to be in a backyard of some sorts, the dark of night cloaking the garden and trees with in. Flowers tightly closed to the night stood limp and sleepy, the porch light barely stirring them.

Scritch, scritch, scritch…

'Huh…?' he hears scratching on wood, but he's too weak to look up and around him. He was so cold…

Light then, followed by the creaking of a door opening. Someone gasps.

"Oh my! Where did you come from little one?" he hears someone – a human – ask.

Warm hands reached down and pick him up, and he hears another gasp.

"Oh you poor thing, you're soaking wet. And you're freezing!"

He looked up, eyes bleary, and barely catches sight of…the moon? A face?

"Don't you worry little one, you're safe now," the moon-face says, "Let's get you inside and warm."

A barely heard mew was his reply, and he shuts his eyes. Safe, warm…yes, he was safe now, and he was going to get warm soon.

The man took the freezing kitten into his house, the porch light dimming.

And from a darkened bush, gold eyes watched the man take the kitten inside.

To be continued…