Ororo could have sworn that when she first moved in that there is a man in the pet store. She remembered catching a glimpse of a stalky, yet brawny man. It had sparked her interest so much that 'Ro had waved off the young men who helps her move with haste. Now days later she had seen not even a glimpse nothing but his outline or a shadow at the door.
She huffed and rolled her eyes at herself she did not come here to moon over some mystery man she came here to get away. No matter how or what he looks like she needs to stay low and quiet. She does not want to be noticed not a bit. Then maybe she could breathe easy and stop looking over her shoulder. She is a free woman now and free women should not be filled with worry.
With that she turned to the empty pot behind her and rolled it around a bit to help settle the potting soil. Then glanced at the Azaleas that were cramped in a much to small pot. With gentle hands she relieved them of the confine of the small ceramic pot they once called home. After that she took great care to gently tuck them into the fresh soil of the new pot.
She nodded satisfied once that was done and placed them near a window. With a soft tuneless hum she picked up a watering can and went through her little shop applying water where needed. If any one had stopped to listen you could have heard her softly murmuring to each plant as she looked the leaves over.
Ororo was so lost in thou she did not hear the padding of four padded feet just behind her. She did jump up startled when she felt something soft and warm brush against her leg. With big round eyes she looked down to see an old tabby Tom there.
"Mow" he says with a tip of his head she was almost convinced the old boy had a look of concern across his old muzzle. 'Ro closed her eyes and counted backwards from twenty taking long deep breathes not only had he startled her he had given her heart quite the jumpstart. When she opened them again and there he was still sitting there with his head tilted the other way that look of concern on his muzzle.
"You should not sneak up on some one like that sir, next time you must announce yourself." Ororo scolds and then sighs wondering what it has come to that she must talk to a cat as if he understood. When he looked as if he was nodding his head up and down she took a very slow look around then back at him.
She lifted one hand and rubbed her eyes with her first two fingers and her thumb. Then she rubbed her nose too for good measure. When her eyes opened again she did not saw the cat sitting right in front of her. For a moment her be lived that she had seen it all if he had not been there at all if not for the tail she saw disappearing into her office.
With a loud sigh she scrambles after the old tabby and scoops him up. "Not in there." She says firmly when she sets him down again she spies his tag. "Good you belong to someone now I can get you home." She says and gently lifts the tag to read it then groans softly.
Hello, my name is Professor Xevior if I am found please return me to the pet store. With a soft sigh she scratched his head and looked out the window to see the lights were off at the pet shop. "You're a cunning one are you not Professor? Or should I call you Xevior? " she asked with a soft smile.
"Meow" he responds to the second name and she laughs the first real laugh in as many years as she could remember.
"All right looks like I have company for tonight come along you devious cat you." Ororo says with a hearty chuckle as she picking the cat up again. After swiping the keys and locking up she is on her way but not with out a glance back at the dark store. She would have sworn later that there was a figure in the darkened window pacing. She shrugged it off and went home.
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Author's note: I sincerely hope you all are liking the story so far ^_^ Oh I don't own or run either a pet shop/store or a flower shop so if I make an errors about how to run either I am sorry ^^; Any way feel free to leave a comment, fave , and or follow this story.