AN: Thank you for your kind reviews! Sorry that the chapters are so short,
and that they took forever to update. But school is such a pain to deal
with. Summer won't be any better because it is packed with things I have to
do. Like Drivers Ed and Baby Sitting, going on three vacations ^^; Phew,
its a lot of work! LOL! I will keep up this story, if you keep up to
reviews ^.~ Remember! R&R!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Garfield!
Chapter II
Love at First Meow
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Six hours had already past by, and Jon had not returned home yet. What could be so interesting over there? Though Garfield liked the idea of being able to stay home alone to watch television, steal all the food in the house, curiosity got the best of him. He just had to meet the new neighbors that were keeping Jon away.
Garfield jumped over their fence and landed in new neighbor's back yard, he spots Odie wagging his tail through the crack in the back door. He slyly approaches, when he peeked in all he saw was a human girl that was roughly around Jons age, petting Odie on the head and talking merrily with Jon. Which was surprising due to all the other females that was simply appalled at the first sight of Jon. Usually they would avoid contact with Jon as much as possible. This was defiantly a turn of events. But other than a girl actually enjoying Jons company, he saw nothing particularly interesting about the new comers. Garfield turned to leave and started to walk off.
Jon and the girls conversation dropped for mid-second, "Oh, hold on a moment. I must turn on the sprinklers in the backyard." She walked over to the switch near the door and flipped it just when Garfield was walking through the grass.
Garfield paused and looked at the strange object that just popped out of the ground, he brought his face closer, then an immense amount of water sprayed him in the face. He choked and gagged as the water ran down his throat forcefully. He let out a cry, and dashed, but every turn her made there was just another sprinkler ready to fire. He finally found a remote area that was completely clear of sprinklers. Garfield stopped at the clearing, and sat down licking the beads of liquid off his fur.
Lying in a tree, a black cat watched Garfield amusingly. The female feline eyed the orange tabby intensely. For her taste in mates, he wasn't too shabby looking. In all actuality, she found him quite pleasant to look at. She smiled briskly and decided to talk to the tabby. "You know, it's not exactly healthy to play in the sprinklers at night. You might catch ammonia."
Garfield snapped his head back to see who was talking to him. His jaw was inches from the ground at the very sight of her. Her fur was majestic and breathtakingly beautiful, it was shiny and looked like it had a silky surface. Her eyes were like falling to a pool of enchanting blue; they sparkled like diamonds in the sky. She must have noticed his longing stare, because she giggled at his posture.
He slicked back the fur at the top of his head, and hoped on to the fence. Giving her one of his best charming smiles that he could muster. Garfield even forgot about his damp fur.
"Well hello there, beautiful. I'm Garfield." He introduced, gently taking her paw and kissing the top of it. She laughed and giggled cutely.
"Nice to make your acquaintance. My names Midnight, kind of a strange name, huh? Humans are dense when it comes to choosing names."
"Oh, not at all. Its original." He complimented. Garfield, giving a compliment? This can't be the same cat!
"So what are you doing in this part of the neighborhood? Are you a pet or a street cat?"
"I'm a pet. I am here to greet our new neighbors, but I was just about to head back home."
"Really? Well I'm new here! You must be my new neighbor!"
Garfield was stunned; this was too good to be true. "Really? Great! I mean, um, cool."
She giggled, "Well then. I guess I'll see you around?"
"Yeah. Well, how about tomorrow night?"
"Perfect!"
"Okay see you then." Garfield hopped back on his side of the fence and walked through Odie's doggy door.
He sighed heavenly. This calls for a celebration, he thought. Garfield was immediately in front of the refrigerator. He gathered lots of food and crashed out on the chair in the living room. (So much for celebrating) When Jon got home, the house was a mess. He followed the trail of muddy paw prints into the living room, where Garfield slept in his chair. His fur was still wet, and it had gotten the whole house filthy. Steamy clouds of smoke trailed out of Jon's ears, he was furious.
"GARFIELD!"
Disclaimer: I do not own Garfield!
Chapter II
Love at First Meow
=^___________________________^=
Six hours had already past by, and Jon had not returned home yet. What could be so interesting over there? Though Garfield liked the idea of being able to stay home alone to watch television, steal all the food in the house, curiosity got the best of him. He just had to meet the new neighbors that were keeping Jon away.
Garfield jumped over their fence and landed in new neighbor's back yard, he spots Odie wagging his tail through the crack in the back door. He slyly approaches, when he peeked in all he saw was a human girl that was roughly around Jons age, petting Odie on the head and talking merrily with Jon. Which was surprising due to all the other females that was simply appalled at the first sight of Jon. Usually they would avoid contact with Jon as much as possible. This was defiantly a turn of events. But other than a girl actually enjoying Jons company, he saw nothing particularly interesting about the new comers. Garfield turned to leave and started to walk off.
Jon and the girls conversation dropped for mid-second, "Oh, hold on a moment. I must turn on the sprinklers in the backyard." She walked over to the switch near the door and flipped it just when Garfield was walking through the grass.
Garfield paused and looked at the strange object that just popped out of the ground, he brought his face closer, then an immense amount of water sprayed him in the face. He choked and gagged as the water ran down his throat forcefully. He let out a cry, and dashed, but every turn her made there was just another sprinkler ready to fire. He finally found a remote area that was completely clear of sprinklers. Garfield stopped at the clearing, and sat down licking the beads of liquid off his fur.
Lying in a tree, a black cat watched Garfield amusingly. The female feline eyed the orange tabby intensely. For her taste in mates, he wasn't too shabby looking. In all actuality, she found him quite pleasant to look at. She smiled briskly and decided to talk to the tabby. "You know, it's not exactly healthy to play in the sprinklers at night. You might catch ammonia."
Garfield snapped his head back to see who was talking to him. His jaw was inches from the ground at the very sight of her. Her fur was majestic and breathtakingly beautiful, it was shiny and looked like it had a silky surface. Her eyes were like falling to a pool of enchanting blue; they sparkled like diamonds in the sky. She must have noticed his longing stare, because she giggled at his posture.
He slicked back the fur at the top of his head, and hoped on to the fence. Giving her one of his best charming smiles that he could muster. Garfield even forgot about his damp fur.
"Well hello there, beautiful. I'm Garfield." He introduced, gently taking her paw and kissing the top of it. She laughed and giggled cutely.
"Nice to make your acquaintance. My names Midnight, kind of a strange name, huh? Humans are dense when it comes to choosing names."
"Oh, not at all. Its original." He complimented. Garfield, giving a compliment? This can't be the same cat!
"So what are you doing in this part of the neighborhood? Are you a pet or a street cat?"
"I'm a pet. I am here to greet our new neighbors, but I was just about to head back home."
"Really? Well I'm new here! You must be my new neighbor!"
Garfield was stunned; this was too good to be true. "Really? Great! I mean, um, cool."
She giggled, "Well then. I guess I'll see you around?"
"Yeah. Well, how about tomorrow night?"
"Perfect!"
"Okay see you then." Garfield hopped back on his side of the fence and walked through Odie's doggy door.
He sighed heavenly. This calls for a celebration, he thought. Garfield was immediately in front of the refrigerator. He gathered lots of food and crashed out on the chair in the living room. (So much for celebrating) When Jon got home, the house was a mess. He followed the trail of muddy paw prints into the living room, where Garfield slept in his chair. His fur was still wet, and it had gotten the whole house filthy. Steamy clouds of smoke trailed out of Jon's ears, he was furious.
"GARFIELD!"
