So yeah. This is yet to be edited. There's going to be grammatical errors and such, so just expect it and things will be just fine :3
"Macavity. What are you doing?" Munkustrap put his hands on his hips. The ginger looked back at him.
"None of your business." he said.
"I think it is. What are you hiding?" Munku stepped forward. Macavity hissed and backed away.
"I said none of your business!" He held the object close to his chest. Munku glared, and held out his hand.
"Macavity, I will not ask again." The silver tom stepped forward once more. Macavity sighed, and relaxed.
"Fi- MUNKUSTRAP, LOOK!" He pointed behind Munku, a worried look on his face. Munku whirled around in the direction Macavity pointed.
"There's...nothing the-" he turned back around to see Macavity gone. "Oh come on." He sighed, and walked away. Macavity had dashed off and found a small grotto. He didn't exactly live in the junkyard anymore. He climbed in, and set down the object: A stolen Laptop. He opened it up, and powered it up. The light from the screen lit up the dark up the dark area just enough to where you could use the laptop as a makeshift lantern. Macavity figured how it worked pretty fast, and scrolled over to where he could reset the computer. He then noticed a random software labeled "Arkhe Doll." He got curious, and clicked it.
"Body type...Hair color...Eye color..." he clicked through the options then a box appeared. "Name...?" He bit his lip, scratching his head.
"Demeter..." Macavity pressed enter. The girl then popped up on screen, next to some settings.
"Hello there! My name is Demeter! What's yours?" It said, it's voice slightly robotic. Macavity sighed.
"Macavity..." He said. The girl smiled.
"What a great name!" She said. Macavity popped a smile. He then began to type in more dialogue for her to say.
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"Say, what happened to Macavity? He's been less of a problem than normal." Munku sighed, patrolling around with Tugger. The Maine Coon shrugged.
"Why would I care?" He said. Munku gave a bored look.
"Tugger, sometimes I question weather you care about anything, accept for yourself." The Silver tom dug around in a trash pile. Tugger scoffed.
"Hey, I care about more than myself. Like...Mistoff, Deuteronomy...my fans...uhm..."
"Exactly. You care about very little." Munku sighed, and stood up straight, putting his hands on his hips. "Ugh, screw it. I'm going to go find hi-"
"Oh, hey guys." Mistoff had just turned the corner, holding a box. It was seemingly weighing the black tom down some. Tugger walked over.
"Lemme get that for ya." He took it out of Mistoff's arms.
"Thanks." Mistoff said, and he turned to Munku. "That box is addressed to Macavity...have you seen him around?"
"I was about to go look for him." Munku took the box from tugger. "I guess I-"
"A box for me...?" Macavity stepped forward. Mistoff moved slightly behind Tugger. Macavity looked horrible. Well, more horrible than usual. His fur was sticking up in some spots from laying around, and he had bags under his eyes. The ginger walked up and took the box, turning to walk away. Munku stopped him.
"Hold on. What's with you? You look worse than normal." He asked. Macavity shook his head.
"I haven't really been sleeping." The ginger shoved past Munku, heading back to the grotto. The silver tom had followed.
"As you probably know, you require around 7-10 hours o-" Munku was cut off by Macavity literally kicking him off a pile of trash. Munku landed on his back, and scrambled back up. "Now that's no way to talk to your superior."
"I don't really care." Macavity crawled inside the grotto. Munku huffed and stormed off. He was murmuring to himself, and looking down. In his stress, he failed to notice Demeter walking opposite to him, also not paying attention. The two rammed into each other, falling to the ground.
Munku rubbed his backside. "ugh, second time today..." Demeter mimicked. The two looked at each other, Munku raising his eyebrows. he stood. "I apologize for not watching were I was going." He gives a slight bow. Demeter shakes her head.
"No it's fine. I was just as distracted." She patted him on the shoulder, then walked around him. Munku watched her walk away, then turned back around, walking away.
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Mistoff had found another box addressed to Macavity. It was heavier than the last, so he could barely carry it. He slumped down with a huff once he reached the grotto. His ears perked up when he heard murmuring from inside the grotto. he listened closely.
"You're so cute..." that sounded like Macavity. What was he doing? It sounded like he was having a full-fledge conversation with something.
"Macavity?" He called, the Black tom leaning sitting on the box slightly. The ginger came out in a flash, and sprinted back in. Mistoff was taken aback, a confused look on his face. He looked back at the grotto, then dashed off to find Tugger. Something...wasn't right. He came across the Maine Coon giving more female kittens eye candy. He sighed. "Tugger, I need you for something."
"Hold on, gimme a minute." The maine coon replied, swerving his hips in the kit's faces. Mistoff sighed.
"Tugger, I'm getting married." Mistoff said, bluntly. Tugger flipped out.
"WHAT?!" He ran over, nearly tackling the Black tom. "TO WHO?!"
"Jeez, calm down I just did it to get your attention. I'm not getting married, but I still need to talk to you." Mistoff grabbed onto Tugger's wrist. The maine coon frowned.
"Why did you go to that to get my attention?" His voice was serious. Mistoff sighed.
"Calm down. This will only take a minute." He lead Tugger over away from the Kits, who were complaining about Mistoff 'hogging' Tugger. They stopped when they reached a dark corner. The black tom breathed in, turning to Tugger. "So, you've noticed how strange Macavity's acting, right?"
"Why should I care?" Tugger responded with a shrug. "He never cares about us, so I don't care about him."
Mistoff shook his head. "That's not my point."
"Then what is it?" Tugger tilted his head. Mistoff sighed.
"Perhaps Macavity quieting down is a bad thing...I heard him talking to someone when I went to give him the stuff he ordered..." He put his hands on his hips, "I think it's a ghost." Tugger raised his eyebrows.
"A ghost? I never imagined you being superstitious, Mistoff." The maine coon said.
"Well, what else is he talking to, himself? From what we know, Macavity's NOT insane, just a prideful...cruel...person." Mistoff sighed, then put his heads on his hips. "I ask you to keep this quiet. Only tell Munku, if you must tell anyone. We don't know what'll happen if we set him off..."
Tugger sighed. "Fine. Are we done here?"
"Yes. Thank you." Mistoff hugged tugger quickly, then dashed away. Tugger went back to giving eye-candy to the young kits.
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It was in the middle of the night. It was raining slightly, the faint sounds of umbrellas opening up from the streets nearby.
"Hi! My name's Demeter! What's yours?" The girl said. Macavity's eyes were hid by his hair. He sighed.
"This isn't right..." he said.
"What a great name!" The girl responded.
"This isn't right..." He gritted his teeth. "AUGH!" He knocked the computer over, standing. "She's just repeating the dialogue I put in! In reality, Demeter would never smile for me! Never speak to me!" He slashed the wall with his claws. "Even though...I love her...so much..." He dropped to the ground, breathing heavily. Then, something clicked. He snapped his head up. "Perhaps..." He stood and snuck out. He was quick and silent, making sure that no one could see him at all.
He stopped once he reached his destination: Mistoff's den. The black tom was sleeping peacefully, their breaths silent and slow. Macavity dipped down and picked Mistoff up. The ginger dashed back to his grotto, the smaller cat asleep in his arms. Once they got back, Macavity propped Mistoff up on a wall. He smacked him across the face.
"Idiot, wake up." Macavity growled. Mistoff groaned and opened his eyes slowly. Once Macavity came into view, Mistoff's eye's widened. He was about to attack, but Macavity grabbed his neck and slammed him against the wall. "Don't even try." The black tom gripped Macavity's wrists.
"Wh...wh...wha..." He could barely speak. Macavity sighed, and eased his grip some.
"I need you for something." He said. Mistoff shook his head violently.
"Why would you ever think I'd help you?!" The black tom dug his claws into Macavity's wrist. The ginger didn't move.
"If you don't, I'll kill you and hang you above Tugger's den." He said, dryly. Mistoff gave an even more worried expression. He breathed in shakily.
"What...do you want me to do?" He asked slowly. Macavity pointed at his laptop.
"That girl on screen. Give her sentience." He said. Mistoff looked at him, dumbfounded.
"Wait, what?! You want me to give an object a personality?!"
"Exactly. Got a problem?" Macavity tilted his head slightly.
"I have no idea if I can do that!" Mistoff said, nearly yelling. Macavity sighed.
"Well, you're going to try. You have no choice." Macavity shoved Mistoff over to the laptop. "Try it. Now." Mistoff sighed, and put his hands over the computer. He closed his eyes and murmured something. Silence for a few seconds, then an explosion came from the laptop. The two fell back, and smoke filled the area. They were knocked out.
This was originally going to be one giant fic but I was like: "Naaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh, I'll split it into multiple chapters." There's, at most, going to be 3 chapters. Also, the reason I upload things unedited is because I hate making people wait for things when I have it technically finished. I just need to work out some kinks and such. AAAAAAANYWAYS, I hope you enjoyed and Have a nice day :3