Antonio's POV:
"Felipe, I need your help!" The siamese cat sat at the end of my bed, staring at me with boredom.
Felipe is the best counselor I know, and he always solves my problems. Even though he's a cat. I think he's psychic!
"Why can't I stop thinking about Lovino? I know I just met him, but he just leaves an impression in my mind. Like the times where he would get flustered, and his cooking. It won't go away!"
Felipe gave me no answer and continued to stare me down.
"I've never felt like this before. Yeah, it's true that I don't talk to people much, but I don't feel jittery when I'm with my friends, you know?"
Felipe suddenly got up and decided to sit on my stomach. I felt like he was trying to tell me something.
Perhaps.. I tuned my "Brain Waves" to try and catch Felipe's psychic message. Almost immediately, the answer popped inside of my head.
Felipe didn't seem afraid to approach me, even though I was a big mess. Maybe if I do the same to Lovino, things would work out!
Felipe always tells me these things somehow. I gave him my gratitude.
"Thank you my precious little Felipe. What would I do without you!" I started to scratch his belly, but I was interrupted by someone knocking on my door. Felipe jumped off of the bed and ran out of the room to find out where the sound came from. I knew that only two people would knock on my door, and I really doubted that Lovino would be knocking on my door. I was at his house 15 minutes ago!
Following in purrsuit of Felipe, I found him sitting in front of the door, waiting for the new visitors.
I went over to the door and looked through my peephole to find Francis and Gilbert. Oh what a joy! I haven't seen them in so long!
I am a pretty calm person in general but sometimes, I get way too excited and do some reckless things. This was one of those times.
I swung the door open faster than you can say "Toe Jam!" The loud noise from the door banging against the wall made some of the cats inside of the room run away in terror. I expect for my two friends to do the same, but instead, they did the total opposite.
My overdressed blonde friend jumped back in surprise, but my albino friend...
"WOAH HEY TONI LONG TIME NO SEEEEEAAHHHH!"
He promptly fell onto his face.
"Mon dieu! That was the funniest thing I have seen in ages!" I was drowning in laughter myself. Gilbert on the other hand...
"Go to hell Francis!" He said as he showed off his other birdie. Francis ignored his gesture and picked up the next cat in sight while smoothing his fluffy fur.
"Ahhh I love your cats so much, Toni! They're so soft. What is this one's nam-"
"Enrique."
"Oh. Right!" Francis sat on the couch with the cat snuggled against his chest."Hey Gil, where's your son?"
"Dunno. Let me go look for him!" Gilbert got up from the floor and started to look for his feline friend. "YO GIL JR WHERE YOU AT?"
Almost like a movie, Gilbert Jr. magically jumped out of one of the curtains and attacked Gilbert's legs. They're both equally insane.
"Aaaay! What's up homie?" Gilbert picked up his "son" and started flying him around like an airplane. Gil Jr. seemed like he was having fun. Francis smirked and pushed the cat off of his lap.
"Gil, I do not believe you can talk to cats."
"Of course I can! Toni does it!"
"Toni's different than us with cats. He understands them."
"How do you know I can't connect to cats? Me and my son have a parental bond, you know?"
"Whatever you say, monsieur tout savoir." I fake coughed really loudly to divert everyone's attention away from the dispute.
"Aaaaanywayssss.. Do you guys remember when we first got Gilbert Jr?" I sat down next to Francis and picked up Felipe as he was trying to run away.
"I almost remember it like it yesterday!" Gilbert hugged (squeezed) the cat and sat back on the floor again. "
"Je suis d'accord! It was so much fun that day."
"Mhmm...!"
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"HEY GUYS, CAN WE GET ICE CREAM?"
"Gilbert, it's 9 am. Could you get something else?"
"But I REALLY want ice cream. Like. Now."
"Sorry, chérie. No ice cream until lunch."
"FUCK YOU GUYS. I'M GETTING ICE CREAM ANYWAY."
"¡Espera! We will pick some up at the store, si?"
"Antonio, did you lose your common sense?"
"TWO VERSES ONE BITCH, I'M GETTING MY ICE CREAM."
"Vous êtes comme un perdant. Go get your ice cream."
"You know Francis, could you actually speak English for once? I really do not understand any of your oui oui bull cr-hoLY SHIT THERES A CAT HERE." Gilbert almost fell backwards at the surprise in front of the door.
"Oh! Lo siento about that Gil. Which cat is it?"
"Big problem." Gilbert balanced himself out. "I don't recognize this cat."
"Huh? Are you sure it isn't Alejandra? She never shows up at the house."
"Nope. I have NEVER seen this cat."
"It looks like he is right. This cat is new." Francis stood next to Gilbert with a perplexed look on his face. "Ha! He actually looks like you, Gil."
"I don't really believe this, but you're actually right for once, Francis." Gilbert shrugged his shoulders.
I got curious and decided to sneak in between the two. The cat was staring at us with bright red eyes and white fur that was slightly yellow and dirty from the outdoors. I looked up at Gilbert, who almost seemed to fall in love with the feline. He bent down and reached out his arm twords the cat. He flinched, but in a few seconds was rubbing his head against Gil's hand.
"Oh wow. It's like a match made in heaven!" I declared. Gilbert looked up at me with a frown.
"You make it sound like I'm into bestiality or something!" Gilbert gave me a disgusted face then continued to pet the cat happily. Francis grabbed a wet washcloth in the meantime while we were bonding with our new friend.
After a quick washdown and some food, all three of us decided to sit on my bed with our new cat. We decided to name him Gilbert Jr., since he was Gilbert's son, of course.
Gilbert looked at me as he was poking Gilbert Jr's belly.
"Hey, Toni? Do you think we can keep him?" Gil looked up at me, with the cat cuddled inside of his lap. "I swear to god I think this cat is my son from another family." I laughed at his response.
"Yeah. I don't see why not?" Gilbert's smile widened and he suddenly jumped up and gave me a giant bear hug.
"THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU I WILL VISIT HIM AS MUCH AS I CAN THANK YOU!"
"Uhhh... Gil, you're suffocating me!"
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After our brief throwback session, Gilbert bolted down the hallway with Gilbert Jr. in pursuit. Francis followed me into the kitchen, where I threw some bread in the frying pan and started to make grilled cheese. I glanced over at Francis, who was gazing out the window in curiosity. I followed his gaze to find Lovino sitting in the backyard with a sketchbook in his lap, and Alejandra running around in the backyard. Francis turned back to me with a smirk on his face.
"Mon Dieu! You never informed us on this cutie moving in next door! How dare you!" I gave him a frown.
"It's only a new neighbor, not a new cat! It's not really that important." Francis raised his eyebrows in disbelief.
"But it seems like he has already met Alejandra hmmm? Have you talked to him yet yourself?"
"..Of course I have. I was thinking he would at least want to know the owner of the cats that always show up in his yard." we both chuckled in union.
"Ohhonhon. This will be interesting..."
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"Attention, you butt smoochers. We have called this meeting to explain where the hell did Antonio's new neighbor come from, and if he is hostile!" Gilbert yelled as he waved a pen in the air. Gilbert Jr. was attached to his foot as he ordered us around.
"My first question goes to Toni!" Gilbert pointed his baton at my face. "What happened when you went to his house, and what is his personality like! You have to answer!"
"If you really want to know.." I sighed. "I knocked on his door and introduced myself to him, but he spoke very little. I think he was, how do you put this, lonely?"
"What do you mean by.. lonely?" Francis finished off his 500th grilled cheese. He had an abnormally high metabolism. I was pretty jealous myself.
"I think he probably has people he talks to, but he pushes them away. He probably moved out so that way he could get away from everything." I flopped onto my king sized bed as I got suffocated with cat hair. You get used to it.
"So, in conclusion, he's like you?" Gilbert stroked his invisible beard. "Oh my! I think we have found another buddy to join our wonderful group! How does the Bad Touch Quadruple sound?"
"Sounds idiotic. I think we should introduce Lovino in a different approach." Francis slithered his way next to Gilbert and whispered secret messesages into his ear that I couldn't hear.
"Haahahaha! Sounds like a plan!"
I gulped. I had a bad feeling this was not going to go my way this time.
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