House of MICE:
A House of Night Story from Nala's POV
La de da de da…..bum ba bum ba bum. I hummed while walking past the rec room.
Oohh! Look my peasant!
"Mee-uf-ow"
"Holy bejeezus, Nala, don't scare me like that," Zoey said.
"Well if you weren't such a nincompoop and could sense me coming we wouldn't have this problem," I said but all that came out was an aggravated 'Meeeee-uf-oww'
"Okay, okay. Come here my little orange fluff bubble."
She was such a pain sometimes. But I love her. I mean really, how many cracks can you make about my overweightedness… wait… is that smell… a … a MOUSE!!!!!!
"MEEE-UFFF-OWWWW!"
"Wow Nala, that had some feeling in it. Maybe if you spoke like that everyday you would drop a couple pounds…"
Ugh. Stupid wannabe vampyre. I could lose weight anytime I want to… maybe.
Back to the mouse. Where did the little pink tailed, cheese loving, pea sized brain, rat go?
My sharp eyes scanned the grounds.
I saw a little inch of tail whip around the corner.
"MOW!" I tried to sound like a normal, vicious cat, but it didn't work out so well….
Now I was walking my feline walk… the one that catches the opposite cat's attention… okay back to the mouse.
I saw it, so close, yet so far, from my point hidden in the shadows.
I stepped out from behind my hiding place, and as if I was being mirrored, another cat did too.
Skylar. Evil son of a full grown kitten. Its onnnn.
He was the only one who didn't fall for my feline walk… and that hurts.
He took a step towards the mouse, I took one two. He snarled, I tried to snarl:
"SSSSSSSssS," Skylar snarled.
"SssmuffSSsSs!"
Sitting back into a pounce position, I aimed and threw myself at my delicious dinner.
In midair, an annoying immature cat hit me and we both fell to the ground (landing on our feet), while the mouse scampered away.
"It's all your fault, you sneaky, evil-peasant-loving, scum!" At least Skylar understood my words, unlike Zoey.
"Well maybe if you weren't trying to impress male cats with your 'feline walk' then you wouldn't be so angry and try to steal mice of my turf."
Ughh. "Your turf… huh. I would believe this is Neferet's turf, unless you've finally turned into her pet."
I turned icily away, and did my best feline walk, just to annoy him.
"Nala," he said.
He finally enjoyed my walk…
"Leave me alone, pet." I almost snarled back at him.
Back in my dorm room, I jumped on my pillow and licked my paws delicately.
Zoey walked in with Stevie Rae (whom I only liked for head scratches), and brown pop in hand.
"Nala! I've been looking for you all over! What got into you by the east wall?"
"Muff-mowww."
"That was close to a normal meow," Zoey yelled proudly forgetting about the mouse incident. "Aww!"
Then she gave me lots of attention… the almost perfect day…