Welcome back to another chapter! I hope you enjoy this chapter and please read and review! Thank you for all the lovely comments from the last chapter. In the next chapter I'll be posting a response to them at the very end, so watch for that, okay?

Meow for Me

Chapter 2: The Verdict

Molly's knees buckled as he dragged her along, and he had to resort to the one thing he dreaded - a piggy back ride. Settling the brown eyed girl on his back, he carried her on his back to the main and busiest part of the island trudgingly, unmet by any eyes as he reached the first of two bridges. Chase crossed it easily, barely noticing Molly due to her light weight. At least she's light than Maya, he mused mentally, continuing toward town as quickly as he could move.

Molly, however, was enjoying the new view and shoved herself against Chase's back as she nudged her face against it lovingly. She was surprised to see her new limbs and body, but she still seemed to have her advanced hearing and balance, so she supposed she would be alright in her new body. Not too mention her master always had a funny face whenever he looked at her!

Scarlet traveled up Chases neck again as Molly pushed herself further against him, her soft breasts pressed against him and moving as he walked uneven steps towards the town. Dammit, he cursed himself. Wishing he had locked her in his house and went out to buy her a bra or something first.

By this point, Chase had forgotten about going unseen and was now worrying about her body pressed against his, his face contorted as he struggled to keep hold of himself. But due to the fact he had forgotten about going unseen, he was spotted. And by no other than by his crazy stalker, Maya.

"Who's this?"She asked angrily, glaring at the now angry Molly. Molly hissed at her, baring her teeth at the obsessive red head. Maya was taken aback by this, stepping back a bit before stepping up and standing her ground. She'd definitely prove to Chase she was the only girl for him, and she was the only girl for him, right? "You slut! Get off my man!" She cried, reaching up to grab some of Molly's tan hair and rip his baseball hat away from her. But Chase moved at just the right moment, his lavender eyes glaring fiercely at the girl.

"Don't touch her. She's... a friend from out of town. She lost her bag on the way here and has nothing to wear. So I'm taking her to get new clothes. So back off, okay Maya?" he sneered, continuing towards town. It was at that point Maya noticed the swiveling tail follow Molly, and screeched.

"An otaku! Your 'friend' is an otaku! Just look at that, she's wearing a tail! Not just any tail, but a mechanic one too!" She screamed, desperate to get Chas eon her side for once. But to her disappointment, Chase continued towards town, the now grinning Molly still resting on his back.

Chase let out a long sigh as they walked into town, noticing the towns people giving him odd looks. He couldn't blame them either. Here he was, Mister Anti-social, carrying a beautiful, unknown girl on his back who just happened to be wearing his clothes. He let out a deep breath, climbing the hill that leaded towards the Wizard's house. Huffing, he finally reached it, reaching out to open the heavy door.

Stepping inside, he set Molly down onto one of the Wizard's wooden chairs, looking around for any sight of the silver haired man that seemed to catch the attention of gossipers. And there he was, lying down upon his bed quietly, gazing up at the roof. He sat up silently, making his down the stairs towards Molly and Chase, his two different colored eyes holding both wisdom and intelligence.

"I knew you were headed here, what can I do for you...?" He asked, cocking his head slightly at the strawberry blond, before looking over at the gleeful, cat like girl sitting upon his chair. And then the woman jumped up, knees slightly buckling as she stood behind Chase and gripped at the hem of his shirt - peeking out at the Wizard with her large, curious brown eyes. With a swift motion, she cocked her head, stepping out from behind Chase and with this motion, Chase's baseball cap fell off, and her two coffee colored eyes were exposed. They twitched, and her tail swiveled around her as Wizard studied her silently. "I see..." he spoke, before turning and looking through his potions and books for something.

"Can you, turn her back or something? I don't know what I'm supposed to do with her. She can't even speak, not too mention she can barely walk properly..." Chase rambled on, confused on why this had happened to him. Why him, of all people? Chase picked up his baseball cap, placing it firmly on her head again as he waited for the Wizard's answer.

"I can't change her back... not yet. Her spirit is unsettled, you wished something upon it, you have to wait until it is settled again... it may take a while. Get these ingredients, and when it is time, I will tell you..."the Wizard nodded, handing Chase a list of items before wandering back up the stairs and laying back down on his bed. Taking the hint, Chase stuffed the list into his pocket and picked up Molly again, settling her on his back as he exited the small house.

"Thanks," he muttered gruffly, exiting the house and walking down the big hill carefully. Once down the hill, he let out another large breath, thankful he hadn't lost his footing and gone tumbling down the paved hill with Molly. Putting the thoughts aside, he thought of the new clothes he was going to have to buy Molly, how long would she be like this, and if she was going to be stuck as a half human - half cat, what kind of clothes would she like?

Chase silently walked into Sonata Tailoring, being crowded by none other than Luna as he entered.

"Who's this? Why's she wearing your clothes? Is she some sort of whore from the mainland?" She questioned rather rudely, poking and prodding at the decent chested girl. Letting Molly down from his back, he trusted that she had practiced enough in walking on two feet to stand up.

"This is... Molly. She's a friend from the mainland. She fell into the water and got her clothes wet, and lost her luggage on the way here. So she has nothing to wear at all. Think you could rpovide her with some of your old clothing, or do I need to buy some?" He grunted, notinc Luna's blue haired sister quietly make their way over to them.

"A-ah, I think I may have a few things that I don't really wear anymore..." She mused softly, looking over at her pink haired sister before heading to the back room and rummaging through her clothes. Candace picked out three outfits, along side a pair of pajamas and four sets of underwear, before slipping them into an old styled suitcase. The blue haired girl brought the suitcase out, handing it over to Chase and smiling quietly as her cheeks flushed. Candace was always the shy one between her and her sister.

Luna, however, huffed. "I suppose I could spare a few things, wouldn't want her wearing old grama clothes and boy clothes all the time." She waved, acting as though it was more of a nuisance than anything else. Luna picked out a few dresses and under garments, along with an old lacy bathing suit of hers that she never wore anymore because it was so 'last season'. The pink haired fire ball snatched the suitcase out of his hands, slipping the clothes she had picked into the suitcase.

"Thank you." He muttered, cheeks tinged pink. Chase hated saying thank you, almost as much as he hated saying he was wrong, but it had to be said in this case. If it wasn't for them, he wasn't sure what he'd do. As a response to this, Luna laughed, amused that Chase was actually saying thank you and Candace nodded her head, he own cheeks dusted pink.

With that, Chase pulled Molly back onto his back, juggling the suitcase in one hand and supporting the brown eyed girl on his back with the other. Nodding his head in thanks, he left quickly, walking back to his small bungalow - but not before getting a few more strange looks and even an angry one from Maya.

Once home, he set the petite girl on his bed, sitting in front of her.

"Molly, can you speak?" He asked softly, encouraging her to act at least a little human while she was stuck like this. The girl cocked her head at this, smiling as she leant down and licked the tip of his nose again, meowing lovingly. Sighing, Chase stood up, sitting beside her. "Come here," he mumbled, pulling her into his arms and stroking her hair as he embraced her. He didn't know how long it was going to be, and it was torturing him inside that he had done this to his feline friend. When he said he wished she had been human, he meant human her whole life - not too mention fully clothed.

Molly however, did not mind that her body had changed. Instead, she was some what glad that she had become more like her Master - she loved him after all! Snuggling into his chest, she smiled in his embrace. Maybe being a human wasn't so bad, if it meant she still got to snuggle with Chase like humans do and if it meant she got to experience that much more of the world.

That was the point the two drifted asleep in each other's arms, sleeping upon Chase's bed silently. The only sound audible was the two shallow breaths of a man and his cat.

Chase was the one to awaken from his slumber last, Molly no where in sight. Jolting up, he stumbled out of his bedroom, panic falling over him again. How was he going to deal with this and how long was it going to be? Looking around the room, his lavender eyes finally set upon Molly who was sitting on the window ledge, her nose pressed against the glass. Letting out the breath he hadn't realize he had been holding, Chase walked over to her, patting her head.

"Let's go get you into something that'll suit you more." He said, reaching out to take hold of her hand and lead her back into the bedroom. But Molly pulled away, cocking her head at him. Letting out another sigh, Chase rubbed his temples, knowing that whatever he had gotten himself into, he definitely was not going to enjoy it. Or was he? Was there some strange benefit for his cat to turn into a human?

Looking down at his watch, he almost dropped the pot filled to the brim with water.

"Shit!" He cried, glancing over at Molly and then back at his watch. He had to go start his shift at the Brass Bar, and if he didn't show up soon, he'd be even more trouble! Why was this only bringing him trouble? Groaning, he dumped the pot into the silver sink, looking back over at Molly again. What was he supposed to do? Bring her along?

Molly was oblivious to Chase's internal struggle however, sitting by the window and intently watching a bird perched upon a branch across from Chase's house. Meowing, she pressed her new, dainty five fingered hand against the glass and pawed against it - wishing she could go outside and catch the robin that was fluttering just outside that window.

Chase walked over to Molly, throwing her over his shoulder and walking into the bedroom. He had to get her dressed to go to the Bar, there she could play around all she wanted - as long as she acted human enough to disguise her ... predicament. But what Chase had yet to understand, was that Molly's mind was already changing, along with her body her mind would slowly develop more and more until she become fully human in mind, along with her ears and tail. If the spell was not reversed quick enough, her tail would shrink until it no longer existed and her two cat ears would wilt.

The strawberry blond quickly opened up the suitcase Luna and Candace had given him, picking out the first thing that came into his hands; a lacy, almost lolitaesque dress. Sighing, he helped Molly out of her clothes, showing her how to properly put them on herself and praying he wouldn't have to do it again - as he was losing his patient and control with each and every second that went by while looking at her bare body.

Along with white stockings and matching, childish-like shoes, Chase made sure she was completely dressed before placing his baseball cap on her head again.

"You can walk now, right? We're going to to Brass Bar. Kathy will play with you if you're good, so be quiet and sit nicely, alright?"He felt as if he was talking to a child, but then again, he pretty much was. Molly hadn't mutter a single word in English yet, never mind not being to dress herself yet. Almost like a life sized doll, he thought.

Wrapping his hand around her delicate one, he lead her outside, happy to know she was doing alright in terms of walking. Coming into town, a small smile played on his lips as they crossed the bridge that separated Sonata Tailoring from the Brass Bar. The sky seemed to darken by the minute, and the sun slowly set in the distance. Reaching out a hand, Chase ruffled Molly's hair slightly.

"You ready to go inside?" He chuckled, giving her a kind smile. Turning he lead her into the bar, but not before catching the faint red dusted across Molly's cheeks.