Mrs. Norris' Champion

Mannd

I do not own HP or FMA

Mrs. Norris had a champion, it wasn't her human slave Filch who fawned on her as she deserved, nor was it that half giant Hagrid who she was secretly terrified would step on her, nor was it, thank Bast, was it the little monsters that ran around the castle called students. She had a champion in a new suit of armor, an empty metal man. The metal man appeared one night right after the little monsters came back after the hot, lazy, quiet days. She knew that she should actually try and show it to her slave, but something was holding her back, a kindness that she had never known before.

Sure her slave held her and petted her, but the man would always show up just as she was about to inflict the wrath of Bast on the little pesky monsters and she would grumble to herself as another sacrifice was ruined by her slave. She tried to get him to understand, but he would pet her in the sweet spots that she loved, give her a bowl of that Wonderful White Nectar and not listen to her scolding. One day she was going to release him from her ownership, but until then she would drink the Wonderful White Nectar and visit her new champion.

The metal man sometimes seemed to move on it's own, and it had the slight scent of blood of one of the new monsters, a male who wore a red coat with a strange emblem on it. She had first noticed the white plumb of feathers on the helmet that seemed to want her to try and play with them. None of the other metal men had them, and that was surprising, she admitted to herself with pride, she had removed them. But this metal man had called to her, the plumbs of feathers swayed gently in the breeze, then she was shocked when the hard hand moved, and she exclaimed in delight as it gently moved it's fingers over her. This metal man knew where all her sweet spots were, even better than her slave!

She moved away from him, hoping that she might be able to find a little monster to sacrifice to Bast tonight, behind her she heard murmuring, "no Al, you can't keep the cat."

"Your so mean, brother," a voice echoed strangely and she turned back to see the metal man hurrying away from the new monster who sighed and began walking back to where the monster's litter mates were. She put her tail in the air and ignored him, anyone who upset her new champion was an enemy in her book. She would have to make sure she really snubbed him and set a mouse at the small Bast shrine that she had created on her slave's nest to get the goddess to destroy the new monster. She purred in satisfaction at that thought as she walked through the cold castle looking for an unwary mouse.

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Bast is an Egyptian goddess of/for cats, Wonderful White Nectar is cream, and the slave's nest is his bed. I wanted something that wasn't Ed looking for the Alchemist's Stone and remembered that Al loved his cats, and thus…

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