Title: Giroro, A Very Special Gift... de arimasu!
Rating: K
(If you have cats, you know how this works. :P)
Hind paws… check.
Front paws… check.
Sides… check.
Shoulders… check.
Hm… something was still missing… oh! That's what it was!
Koneko busily set about grooming the very tip of her tail, anxious to finish her morning bath so she could get about with her morning patrol. Yesterday she'd scared away a potential invader – a busy-bodied beetle making a beeline for the side window – and she was eager to get over to that same spot and make sure he hadn't come back for more.
"Maybe this year…"
The sound of a familiar voice caused her to look up from her bathing, a thrill of joy filling her feline heart. Her master was awake! She purred as she hastened to finish her task, thinking of how happy he would surely be to see her this morning. For, as everyone knows, the entire world revolves around cats, for one cannot truly be happy unless there is a cat around!
These were the feelings in which Koneko indulged as she circled his legs and butted against him affectionately. Looking up, she barked his attention ("Mrow! – Here I am!") and was rewarded with a look and a smile.
"Nevermind, Koneko. I was just talking to myself."
How curious! To be standing around talking to himself when he should be sitting in front of a fire, petting her, while making breakfast! She barked once more and bounded over to the fire pit, rubbing her face against the concrete block upon which he normally sat, but to her dismay he simply didn't get the message. Flicking her tail is frustration, she set about grooming her front paw (for the second time that day) with exaggerated vehemence. That will show him – see how much she cares!
"You're lucky to be a cat… never worrying about pointless things like Valentines and other such nonsense." She perked her ears at Master's words. Val-en-tine? Was that a kind of food? Her previous indignation forgotten, she padded over to him and looked up with big, irresistible kitty eyes. She mewed this time, a high-pitched "meeoo," and was pleased when he finally got something right.
"Valentines," he explained with apparent difficulty, "it's a day of the year when… when girls – Pokopenian girls – give… they give gifts to… to the person they… l-love." Oh, was that all? Po-ko-pen days did not concern her; in her mind, they shouldn't concern Master either. Yet, he did not respond when she continued to motion for attention. What about this Val-en-tine could be bothering him so much that he did not want to spend time making her happy? Could it be… hm…
Oh! Perhaps he wanted to receive one of these Val-en-tine gifts from a Po-ko-pen girl? It didn't seem to make much sense to her, but it was worth a try!
There were problems though. First of all, she wasn't a Po-ko-pen. That, however, could be easily solved – all she had to do was use that funny-shaped gun again! The second problem was what kind of gift to get. Hm… what to get Master… what to get to show her utmost love and affection… what to get…
Later that day, Giroro sighed, having still not received any chocolates from…
Natsumi, said a voice in his head.
"Anyone," he hastily corrected aloud. No one was convinced, at least no one that had heard. Which was limited to him.
He was suddenly startled by a presence at his back. Turning, he berated himself at having been distracted enough that a Pokopenian could sneak up on him… wait, who was this person? She looked vaguely familiar, although he was certain he'd never seen her in his life. She blushed and extended her arms. "Please accept this Val-en-tine!"
She then dropped the gift at his feet and bounded off, leaving the bewildered Giroro alone in front of his tent. After several long minutes he gave up trying to sort out what had just happened and remembered the gift. He reached down to take it, but upon seeing what it was he drew back in shock, then wordlessly stood and staggered into the sanctuary of his tent. This was... no. Just, no.
Meanwhile, back in the bushes, Koneko purred happily as she transformed back to her normal self. Master must be so happy with his gift right now!
After all, it'd taken her the better part of the day to catch that bird, and she'd left the best parts for him.
