A/N: Klaine AU. Kurt is Rachel's first and only pet. Being handsome tomcat, he cannot possibly imagine having to share Rachel with another pet. When Rachel gets a new puppy named Blaine, will Kurt be able to maintain his disgust with the idea, or will he learn (or be forced) to accept Blaine?

I've seen so many gifs of making Kurt a kitty and Blaine a puppy, I just had to write it. Let me know what you think in reviews! Thank you!


Kurt was the only pet of the Berry family, and he was perfectly fine with that. He received however many pats and cuddles as he so desired from Mr. and Mr. Berry's only daughter, Rachel. She would run home every day after her dance lessons with her brunette pig tails bouncing along with her pink tutu. She'd always throw her school backpack on the floor by her closet, and find Kurt lying on her plush pink blanket on her bed, ready to welcome her home.

Kurt meowed affectionately as Rachel jumped on her bed next to him, scratching him behind his ears. He pressed his head further into her touch and purred. Rachel was his favorite human in the world. She always smelled of flowery lotions and soaps, and her hands were always so soft on his coat.

Rachel's dads got Kurt the cat for her eighth birthday. After she blew out the candles with all her breath, making a wish in the process, one of her dads came into the kitchen holding a handsome kitten with an emerald bow tied around Kurt's tiny, gray neck. Rachel squealed with delight, for it was her birthday wish to have such a handsome cat as Kurt.

She was now ten years old, but Kurt had not lost even the slightest bit of shine in his coat, the slightest glimmer in his sapphire eyes. Rachel liked to trace the darker stripes in Kurt's coat, admiring how his tail curled at the end with the stripes following as he swished it back and forth.

Kurt watched Rachel as she hung up her ballet shoes, tutu, and pink hair ribbons. Kurt swatted his paw at the ribbon she accidentally dropped within his reach. Rachel giggled as she continued to wave the hair accessory in front of Kurt's face. Kurt crouched, this time ready, and managed to bat the ribbon out of Rachel's hand. He played with it between his feet as Rachel tried to wrestle it out of his paws.

"Kurt, I need that!"

Kurt grasped the pink ribbon between his teeth, leapt gracefully off of her bed and ran into the hallway. Because the hallways had wooden floors, Kurt slipped a bit as he rounded the corner. Rachel was giggling as she chased Kurt around the house. She managed to trap him in a corner. In response, Kurt submitted to his capture, rolling on his back and waving his paws playfully.

Rachel drew the chewed ribbon from Kurt's mouth, rolling her eyes at him for continuing being so cute.

Her dad laughed as he looked up from his newspaper. "We have plenty more ribbons, Rachel."

"Thanks, daddy." Rachel kissed him on the cheek. She sat down next to him, cuddling up to his arm. "Daaaaddy?"

"Mm?"

"What would you sat to the idea of getting another pet?"

Mr. Berry put down his paper, looking over at his daughter, who was trying and failing to bat her eyelashes in a discreet manner. "And what kind of pet would this be?"

"…umm… a puppy?" Rachel started to talk faster now, "I mean Kurt probably can get used to him, he's such a sweet cat and he'd have a friend to play with while I'm away at school or dance or – "

"Whoa, slow down, tiger." Mr. Berry called Rachel tiger when she started to talk fast, which usually happened at least twice a day. Rachel gave a tiger growl in response.

"Your dad and I were actually discussing that not too long ago. As a matter of fact, we'd probably enjoy another little pet too. Kurt probably wouldn't mind." Mr. Berry trailed off to glance at Kurt, who curled himself under a dining room chair. His head was resting on his back paws, his tail starting to slow down.

Rachel started to bounce on her bottom on the couch. "Really? You mean it?"

Mr. Berry laughed and nodded, tickling Rachel.

"Ahh! You are the best daddy in the world!" Rachel fell off the couch in laughter.

The other Mr. Berry entered the room now, home from work, shedding his coat. "Hey, what about your other best daddy in the world?"

"Aw, daddy, you know what I mean. I love both of you." Rachel enveloped her fathers in a hug, as tight as she could manage for a little girl her size.

Rachel skipped to where Kurt was trying to sleep. "Kurt, you're gonna get a new friend to play with!"

Kurt's ears pricked up at the mention of his name. He purred into Rachel's hand.

"A new puppy!" Rachel said enthusiastically.

Kurt stopped purring immediately. A puppy means a dog, and a dog means a filthy, loud, unintelligent creature, who would prefer chasing his own tail than doing more important things with his life like curling in a sunny window or watching the birds outside.

"This is so exciting!" Rachel skipped up once more to hug her fathers thank you.

This was more definitely not exciting in Kurt's feline eyes. He'd have to spend his precious time showing this…dog how to behave and telling him repeatedly to not disturb him as he naps. He'd have to share Rachel's bed with the new dog, Rachel's time, but most importantly, Rachel. Kurt felt like Rachel was his and only his. Rather than him belonging to Rachel, Rachel belongs to him. Kurt knows her scent anywhere, and has rubbed his own scent on every inch of the Berry household.

No, this was definitely not exciting news.