Chapter 3
Mr. Blik just glared at Gordon, then back at the female cat cowering behind him. She shuffled towards the black cat slightly,
"Umm... Ohio, Mr. Blik-san..." She held her paw out reluctantly.
The black cat smiled sarcastically. "Nice to meet you, NOW GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!"
Pandora flinched back in fear and scurried behind Gordon.
"Blik, that's no way to speak to a guest!" Gordon scowled as he crossed his arms. Waffle pointed toward Mr. Blik.
"Mr. No-manners!" Blick ignored him and turned to Gordon.
"She's not a guest! We don't even know her, well, I don't anyway!"
Gordon sighed. "Blik, I just saved her from a wild dog..." Blik scoffed.
"Big whoop!" He muttered. Gordon growled and continued.
"She's also injured and weak! Whether ye like it or not, she's staying, and that's that!" Gordon nodded his head at the end of his sentence and crossed his arms. Blik looked as though he was about to explode. He glared at Gordon, then at the cat behind him. She cowered as his eye line met hers. He grumbled something under his breath before turning to the door. "I'm too tired to deal with this right now! FINE! She stays for the night, but she goes first thing tomorrow! Or my name isn't Mr. Blik!" With that said, the black cat stormed out of the room in a tired yet frustrated matter. As he slammed the door behind him Gordon and Waffle turned to Pandora who was not sat up on Gordon's bed. She gulped slightly, "I'm sorry... for causing so much trouble..." She whispered shakily. Gordon patted her back reassuringly,
"No worries, Lassie, ya haven't caused any trouble... Blik's just cranky, that's all." She smiled softly at his kindness. Then a sudden shock of pain exploded through her cheeks, she gasped and placed a paw upon her wound. Gordon gasped, remembering the slash across her cheek. He ran over to her and picked up the damp cloth off the bed. Gently, he took her paw away from the wound and, as lightly as possible, dabbed the wound with the damp cloth. Pandora tried not to flinch, eventually; Gordon took her paw in his and placed it over the cloth placed on the wound. "Hold that there, I promise your wound will get better soon."
Pandora smiled through the pain. Gordon turned to Waffle as the grey cat yawned. "Laddie... Maybe you should be getting to bed."
Waffle nodded and slid off the bed. "Night Gordon, Night Pandora..." He said sleepily as Pandora waved weakly and Gordon bid him good-night. When Waffle left, Gordon once again turned to Pandora, who lightly put the cloth on the table by the giant bed. "It doesn't sting any more, and as my Mother used to say, the night air can heal wounds."
Gordon nodded in understanding. He then realised something. "Um... Lass, not to be rude but, you were about to say something before Blik came in, about where you came from?"
Pandora turned away in sadness and worry. Gordon realised something was wrong. "If you don't want to say then you don't have too..." He assured softly, Pandora nodded slightly replying,
"I'm sorry, but I'd rather not say... It's rather... Personal..." Gordon nodded understandingly.
"Don't worry, Lass... I won't make you say anything you don't want to... Why don't you get some sleep for the night?"
Pandora nodded and lay back into the bed slightly, before realising something.
"Wait... sleep here? ...But... What about you?" Gordon held his paws up,
"Don't ye worry about me, lassie; I prefer the sofa anyway..." He chuckled slightly. Pandora smiled, though that didn't wash much of the guilt away.
Pandora rested back into the pillow, as Gordon yawned.
"Well, have a good sleep an' if you need anything, ye tell me, alright lassie?" Pandora nodded, but she knew that she wasn't going to do that any time soon. He flicked the light off before he left and close the door, leaving Pandora. She sighed and crossed her paws over the sheets. She stared up at the dull ceiling and muttered something.
"Why did you leave me here?"
A single tear rolled down her cheek as her eyes closed.
A ray of the morning sun rolled through the living room window, lighting the room. Gordon snored loudly on the green sofa as the sun ray loomed over him. He flinched irritated and rolled to the opposite side of the sofa, away from the light, where there was, unfortunately, nothing but air. He fell to the carpet, his blanket falling over him.
"Ahh! What in the name of Highland Quid clan...?" He pulled the blanket off his head, looking around, dazed and confused. At first, he didn't remember why he was sleeping on the sofa, until he remembered Pandora and how he had saved her and brought her back. He gave a yawn and pushed himself from the floor, before folding the blanket and placing it by the pillow on the sofa.
'First things first, I had better check on the lass..."He thought as he quietly crept up the stairs. He quietly tip-toe to his room and opened the door slowly. Peeking around, he saw the female cat was wide awake, and currently out of the bed, looking out the window as the morning sun rays crept through the gaps of the curtains.
He opened the door more widely and coughed slightly, she didn't seem to notice.
"Uh, Lassie?" She jumped slightly and spun around to him, her expression of surprise and fear quickly washed into a look of happiness and relief.
"Oh... Yoi asa, Gordon-San, how are you this morning?" She gave a small little bow in mid-sentence that summoned a small smile to Gordon's face.
"Very well, thank you lass, but what about you?" Pandora lightly touched her wounded cheek, which was not very visible any more.
"I am very well thank you, I feel so much better than after yesterday." She slightly trailed off, looking down sadly, remembering the past events. Gordon knew exactly what she meant. Her face quickly perked up as she changed the subject. "Hopefully, I'll be out before Mr. Blik- san wakes up, so you don't get in trouble..."
Gordon's ears perked. "Oh, Lassie, Don't worry about Blik. You take all the time you need to recover!" He placed a gentle paw on her back and led her towards the door. She swallowed slightly.
"I- don't want to be a burden..." She mumbled slightly, Gordon smiled.
"Nonsense... It's fine." Pandora smiled at his kindness. Pandora sat at the kitchen table and looked around in curiosity, as though everything was alien to her. Gordon noticed how amazed she seemed.
"What would you like for breakfast, lass?" She snapped out of her trance and smiled at him.
"Oh, I honestly don't mind..." Gordon raised an eyebrow.
"Well... What do you usually have?" Pandora looked to the ceiling and smiled at fond memories.
"I think breakfast in Japan is much different to that in California... traditional Japanese breakfasts is based on rice, seafood, and my family would always have a cup of Green tea... But occasionally, we'd have toast, or boiled or fried eggs..." Gordon looked at her in interest. She blushed and giggled slightly. "Sōrī, I didn't mean to get so sidetracked..."
"No problem, lassie... Now, how would you feel about some toast? As we don't really have rice or Green tea..." He chuckled. Pandora nodded.
"Hai! That would be lovely."
As he placed two slices of bread into the toaster, Gordon felt the air become tense, as both cats were very reluctant to speak.
"Ummm... Speaking of Japan... Didn't you say you were from Tokyo?"
Pandora nodded as Gordon went to sit opposite her on the table.
"So... Out of interest... Why are you in Bakersfield?" Pandora gave a small sigh. Gordon choked at her saddened look. "I-If you don't want to say that's fine..."
Pandora waved her paws in front of her and shook her head slightly "Oh, no, It's okay... After all the kindness you have show towards me, It would be the least I could do to repay you."
Gordon smiled as Pandora wrapped her paws around each other and begun to speak.
"It all began three days ago... When I was at home with my family... and we were given some... shocking news..."
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