DISCLAIMER: I DO **NOT** OWN THE CHARACTERS OR THE GAME OR ANYTHING ELSE. Just the story. :'3
Yawing the mouse groggily opened his eyes, not getting very much sleep that night. Just like every other night... He drug himself out of bed and into the kitchen to get some coffee. He took a sip and let out a sigh heading to the living room. He yelled throwing his cup behind him. Coffee going everywhere. The cause? The one and only "Boris Airay."
"B-B-Boris!" He yelled confirming it. Golden eyes looked up from whatever he was fidgiting with on his belt and stayed fixed on the young mouse. He smirked and stood up, the mouse turned on his heels and ran back to his room, he leaned against the door hoping the cat wouldn't be able to get in.
"Awwww. Come on little mousy.~ I promise not to eat you!~" Boris teased putting his ear to the door to try and listen to the panicing mouse. He stayed like that for a few moments.
No response.
No noise.
No panicking.
Nothing.
"Pierce?" He asked trying the door, surprisingly it opened. He slowly walked in not seeing the mouse anywhere. He let out a, "HMPF!" and crossed his arms pouting. 'Where the hell did that rat go? Is he in the closet? Did he go out the window?' Boris silently questioned himself, searching the room.
No sign of him.
Boris sighed once more running his hands through his fuschia hair then left the home of the mouse and headed toward his home in the amusement park.
Boris opened the door, stepped in, and closed it. He walked over and sat down on the couch, still confused as to what happened to Pierce. There was NO WAY he could've escaped THAT easily. It was bugging him. He HAD to find out where Pierce went or if he had actually left.
After a few more minutes of thinking up how or what Pierce did, he stood up and headed out once more heading to his mortal enimes home. He made it to the clock tower when suddenly a small figure popped it's head out from behind the trees. 'Pierce.' Boris smirked his Cheshire grin.
It had disappeared as quick as it appered. Boris loved their games. He slowly crept towards the tree where he had seen the mouse. The orange haired male came running from behind him and yanked his tail then disappeared again. Boris let out a hissing type of noise. Pierce reappered once more this time in front of the cat, he tackled the larger male knocking him down.
His head hit the concret with a sickning "THUD!". Boris lay motionless under the smaller male. "B-Boris?" Pierce asked in almost a whisper. He got no response. He began to slightly panic. "Boris?" He asked again using a louder voice, lightly shaking the cat. He still got no response. The panic was quickly growing. "Boris!" He shouted shaking him harder. He noticed the red substance that was forming around them. Pierce was past the "Freaking out" he was now too, "FREAKING-THE-FUCK-OUT".
He didn't know what to do. He got up off the male and looked around. 'He's still breathing. That's good. But what do I do with him? I can't leave him here alone, he'll die! Then again he DOES try to EAT ME! But then they might think that I tried to kill him, and they'll hate me!' He thought for a minute longer then decided to take the cat back to his house. With all his strength he hoisted Boris onto his back, failing a few times, and started towards his home in the forest.
*~* Currently: 5:36 AM. Sorry for any Grammar/spelling/etc. mistakes.*~*
*~*I'm not the greatest at keeping people in character. But I think that it was still pretty good. What about you?*~*
*~*I thought it would be fun to let Pierce have a little fun. :'3*~*
*~*Very short. I know. But I promise the next one WILL be longer.*~*
-Next chapter should be up within the next month or two.~
*~*~*Megan*~*~*