Judas-2
((oh, if somebody is the governor in this AU, their basically the president. Just wanted to clear that up.))
I don't own thundercats, if I did; Lion-o would wear that blue singlet thing he wore in the original series.
-Beep!-
A striped hand came down upon the ringing machine with the force of a thousand dying suns. It bounced off the nightstand, and hit the rosewood floor.
And it was still beeping.
Tygra swung his legs over the side of the queen sized bed, his palms rubbing his dark eyes with vigor. He stood up, stretched, and unplugged the small beeping clock, then effectively flung it across the room, hoping to never see it again.
He took his place beneath the sheets again, and rolled over. Just as his mind began to trickle into dreamland, a rather loud noise shook him from his rest.
"!"
Tygra jumped ten feet in the air. Or at least, he felt like it was ten feet.
After calming down, realizing that it was just a domesticated Snarf, he smiled, and gave it a gentle rub on his snowy tuft of fur that was nestled on his head.
The Snarf purred in affection, rubbing his body against Tygra's arms, in a motion for more love. The tiger's eyes transfixed upon the small red collar that the animal wore. It was ruby red, and had little pictures of the Thundarian flag embroidered onto it. (it's the thundercat symbol!) He turned the collar, and found a small chrome nameplate with the name 'Osbert' printed on it.
"So, you're name is Osbert?" he inquired the cat, not expecting it to reply. But to his surprise, and slight amazement, the Snarf hissed in disgust. He hopped from the tigers lap, and exited the room, and returned thirty seconds later, with a pillow betwixt his jaws. Snarf dropped the pillow at his feet, revealing a red engendering of the word 'Snarf' in the same old English lettering as Lion-O's tattoo.
"You like to be addressed as Snarf?"
He snarfed in approval. Then, he grabbed his bowl with his mouth, and begged for some food.
Shit.
Snarf began to walk from the room's ajar door, motioning for him to follow. Tygra was reluctant to follow. He pressed the elevators down button, and stepped in with the small animal.
He honestly didn't know why Lord Leo, the first pioneer of the providence of Thundara, had to pump each and every ounce of his ego into this house. Originally, it was only eight stories, but since 1903, it was remodeled, and renovated to eleven stories, and the walls redone so the entire structure was like a maze. Governor Sabertooth was so paranoid that he would be killed that he went to extreme lengths to stay alive. Ironically, it would be his wife of forty years that would smother him in his sleep after he threatened divorce. She wasn't thrown in jail though, the court ruled the murder 'just' for he had been stealing from the Thundarian people's treasury for years.
When the doors creaked open, Tygra was assaulted with some of the best aromas in the history of aroma. When he finally regained his senses, he was amazed. A setting of chocolate-blueberry pancakes graced the table along with fresh fruit, scrambled eggs, biscuits, bacon, chicken, milk, and orange juice.
But the best part was the dancing Lion-O, who was scantily clad in a pair of vintage puff the magic dragon boxers.
And that's all he had on.
"Good morning starshine, the earth says hello!" The lion said happily said. He finished washing the last dish, and bent down to put the sponge in its respective place, and Tygra got full view of his tattoo.
The old English letters curled into one another with the most beautiful of craftsmanship. The letters donned seemingly ceaseless wisps that tangled into one another, cradling them ever so perfectly. It was a shame that tattoos like so had been deemed derogatory over the years.
"You made all this?" Tygra asked with slight disbelief in his tone. He pulled up a chair, and added a healthy portion of various items onto his plate.
Lion-O had no chance to respond, for he was already shoving food down his throat like he hadn't eaten in a month.
Tygra thought it was adorable.
Snarf snarfed angrily from the far side of the room, his bowl still between his jaws. He gave Lion-O a look of death, then dropped his bowl on the floor. Lion-O shot that look right the fuck back, then tossed him a biscuit.
"Does Snarf have territory issues?" Tygra asked after a gulp of orange juice. "Cuz he looks sweet as sunshine, but liable to scratch the shit out of you."
The red headed cat retorted with a loud chuckle, then, tossed his plate into the sink. "That's pretty much it when it comes to Snarf." "But he will come in your room at the dead of night, crawl on your back, and purr like a motorboat."
Tygra just grinned in response.
He watched him from the window of the south spire.
Tygra watched his stepbrother peel off his shirt and pants, revealing the black pair of compression shorts beneath. The cat dove into the indoor pool with the grace of a swan.
Right about now, he was utterly pissed at his mother for marrying Caldus.
He didn't mean that, it was just the fact that whenever Tygra desired for something, some big ass roadblock would just fall from the sky when he was on his way there.
Why doesn't shit ever work out?
He sighed, slumping lazily into the loveseat.
He had to admit, the house itself was stunning to say the least. Each floor was graced with a seperate theme, for example, the third floor was draped in tribal designs of the exquisite tribes of South America, yet the seventh was graced in the robes of Rome, and other renaissance features. It was dazzling to say the least.
He found himself thinking of how the decorum matched Lion-O's personality. The Russian pelts melded into his more hostile side, while some of the Japanese features showed the hidden peace of his being.
Shit.
Even when his mind thought about interior decorating, the red haired cat seemed to weedle his way in.
He knew his attachment to his new brother would probably be the death of him.
And he was slightly okay with that.
TBC.
I'm sorry for the lack of updates, there is work to be done and black history month is big in my family so ive had like no time to write. Plus hiatus killed this fandom. :(
Next update in march!
~IVANKNOVV~