More than Meets the Eye

by ShiTiger

Katz will soon discover that there is more to the cowardly pink dog than anyone ever expected. It all begins when the elderly couple die in a tragic crash, leaving the pup on his own. Or, perhaps, not quite so alone. (Katz/Courage, Courage/Cajun Fox, Courage/Katz/Cajun Fox... suggestive, not graphic. Mpreg warning).

4. Bonus x2

Bonus Short 1

The dog was whimpering in his sleep again. Katz stared at the ceiling, attempting to ignore the miserable mutt curled in a heap in the corner of the room. Inwardly he cursed the old woman and her arrogant husband for dying without making sure the pup and the kitten had a proper guardian. The boy clearly couldn't take care of himself, much less a child.

"Enough of this," the feline growled, throwing back the covers. Getting to his feet, Katz stalked across the room and loomed over the dog. A single snap of his fingers had the ironically-named canine leaping to his feet, terrified eyes scanning the room for spiders, no doubt. "I didn't decide to live here just to kill you in your sleep," Katz snarled, watching the mutt cower beneath his glare. With an annoyed huff, the cat grabbed Courage and carried him back to the bed.

Setting the dog next to him, the feline crawled back under the covers. One crimson paw came to rest on the mutt's back, golden eyes focused on him intently. "Go to sleep. There is nothing that can harm you here."

"But-but…" Courage stammered, his body visibly trembling under the villain's paw.

"Sleep. There is no sport in ending your life so easily," Katz promised, waiting for the dog to settle down before closing his own eyes. Perhaps he could be lenient in allowing the dog to sleep on the bed with him in the future. As long as he allowed the feline to sleep through the night, that is.

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Bonus Short 2

Precious hummed to himself as he slipped down the hallway, returning to his room in the attic. Crossing the creaky wooden floor, the kitten plopped himself down in front of the computer and typed:

MOMMY AND DADDY ARE SLEEPING TOGETHER

The computer chimed in his own two cents. "Really now? You should make them breakfast then. They're probably quite tired after making up last night."

Completely missing the suggestive innuendo, the kitten left the room to do just that.

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Note: It gets better, I promise. I really had a lot of fun writing the Cajun x Courage (Cajun x Katz… sort of) chapter, but we have to meet the ghosts first.