It's taken me about a year to watch enough G. I. Joe episodes, and read enough character profiles to think I was good enough to portray even a little Joe adventure in my own words. I placed it in the future, about 3- 5 years just to see if I can comprehend the characters to a point where they may have changed a little.
I ws not inspired by that movie they fabricated based off of the Joes that came out earlier this year. These characters, their stories, everything is all solely based on the origional cartoon series, some new influence from Valor vs. Venom, and of course the comic books.
The fat cat rolled onto its side and meowed with the authority of a puny mouse, it's whiskers tingled and perked as the wind blew silently through the patio's open walls and over the sun-chair where the round creature was napping. It's huge green eyes opened only slightly to get a look at the human whom called themselves 'mommy' as she watered the purple flowers that spilled like waterfalls over the hanging pots uppermost rims. The woman as tall, she wore a button-up light green shirt and high-waisted blue jeans and a pair of green flip-flops that matched her airy shirt. The woman had short brown hair that curled around the nape of her neck and her ears, no matter what item she battled it with she could not stop the curls from doing as they pleased. No comb, no brush, no flat-iron hair-straightener could stop those wild brown curls from moving and brushing in strange angels at the back of her head. She was in her early-thirties and had given up trying to control them.
The cat, having received no attention from the brunette, meowed even louder and stretched his paws out as far as his rolls of fat would allow and tried to bat at her jeans to command her love and affection. She still did not notice, and instead turned her attention to another pot, this one was also hanging from the rafters of the patio and had pink flowers spilling sleazily over the edges. She watered it and whispered sweet nothings to the petals and then passed the cat to water the third hanging over-flowing with light blue flowers, and then to the fourth which was the same as all the ones before it, only these petals were a bright golden color. The cat lay, meowing every few moments for attention. Once all of the plants had been watered the woman went over and knelt down in front of her fat cat.
"Hey, Joe," she smiled at him, he was a large cat to begin with, but after she got his neutered, then decided to compensate by feeding him triple the amount of kitty treats a day, he expanded. In fact, he expanded so much over the last three years he didn't even fit in his kitty-cat bed anymore, instead he slept on a medium-sized-dog pillow in the kitchen that she fashioned to look like a nice cat bed. However, he only slept there when his 'mommy' was not home. Otherwise his hulking bulk found a spot in the sunlight, in the center of the floor, on her favorite chair, or her bed, to make his bed and nap on for hours.
"What is it? You want pettings?" she scratched behind his erect ears and smiled as he began to rumble with purrs. She chuckled, "We've got to go away again for awhile, baby," she told him softly, "We've got to back to base!" He just looked at her, she continued to speak, "We'll get to see everyone! Maybe you'll have some fun this time."
He only purred, and she was content with that. She stood to go pack their things.
Lady Jaye could not wait to see all the Joes again! She especially couldn't wait to see how everyone had changed in the last three years! And, she could hardly contain her excitement at seeing Flint once more.