Broken hearts and bandages

Puss in boots fanfiction

By: Neonbutterfly

Disclaimer: I do not own Puss in boots! If I did, I would feel smarticals!...which I'm not….. !

Chapter 4

Summer

*Kitty's POV*

The movement of something against my face is what woke me up. Rays of light streamed in from the back of the carrage and landed on my face. Before I could move or open my eyes, I felt something holding me tightly.

My eyes softly opened and my heart leapt out of my chest when I saw who was holding me.

"Puss!" I yelped, squeezing out of his hold.

It was useless, he held me to tightly. Then I hear Puss' soft whisper.

"I love you so much Summer…" He whispered half asleep.

"Puss! Let me go! Snap out of it!" I hissed as I used my front paws to push against his chest when he tried to kiss me.

His head started to shake and he blinked his eyes open.

"Kitty?" He asked sleepily.

"Let go of me!" I hissed loudly.

He shook his head and quickly pushed me away. For some reason, for some really weird reason, I was kind of upset when he pushed me away. The carrage came to a stop.

"Uh-oh!" I whispered.

Puss jumped to his paws and put his hat on. He went to the exit of the carrage and waited. Finally, he gave me the signal to jump out of the carrage. We jumped out and I followed Puss to an alley.

"Okay, now we need to get to the forest." He meowed, poking his head out of the alley.

"Puss, where are we?" I asked with a paw on my hip, realizing that we had jumped into a carrage without knowing its destination.

"Kitty…," He started and grabbed my paw.

He pushed me in front of him to let me see.

"Welcome to Far, Far, Away!" He smiled when he saw my eyes widen.

I looked around at the beauty of Far, Far, Away. The streets where filled with the fanciest carrages I had ever seen and there were even trees lining the streets. The forest looked amazing! It had adventure and danger written all over it. The castle just took my breath away, It was the most beautiful thing I had ever laid my eyes on.

"What do you think?" Puss asked, interrupting my thoughts.

"It's beautiful!" I meowed with amazement edging my voice; then it hit me…

"Wait, how is this supposed to get my claws back?" I asked.

Puss pointed to the forest that laid in the distance.

"Deep in those woods, there is a lab….the fairy god mother's lab."

As we got closer to the forest, the sun started to set. When we finally made it into the forest, I felt like I had worn a hole in my boots.

"We will stay the night at the villain bar…I have a place in the back." Puss told me as the sun completely set, switching from day to night.

"What, how?" I asked, my curiosity taking the best of me.

"I lived there a long time ago." He answered without hesitation.

We kept walking and the moon's light was the only light we had.

"Puss, it's getting la-" I began before he cut me off.

"We're here." He whispered, pointing to the bar.

We walked in and everyone inside quickly became silent.

"Look, it's Puss in boots!" A voice whispered.

A man at the bar looked down at Puss.

"Puss! How have you been?" He started.

The man wore torn up jeans and a stained tee shirt.

"Is this the sick little lady? She's a purdy one!" He laughed.

Puss shook his head slowly and took off his hat.

"No Sparky, Summer passed…" Puss dipped his head in sorrow.

"Oh! I'm very sorry Puss….is there anything I can do for you? Perhaps a room and dinner for the two of you?" Sparky asked apologetically.

"Yes… thank you Sparky." Puss said shaking his hand.

"It's the same room from last time." Sparky said, heading into the kitchen and shouting orders.

I followed Puss down a dim hallway and into a dusty room. He lit a candle and opened the curtains to let the moon light in from the window.

"What was that about?" I whispered.

"What do you mean?" He asked, putting the candle on a small dresser. "When we walked in, everyone was quiet, then that Sparky guy said something about a 'sick little lady'!" I hissed putting a paw on my swayed hip.

"I used a villain and I helped a lot the people here." He answered, dusting away at the bed.

"In other words, I earned their respect." He added, as he walked across the room and opened the dresser.

"And the sick lady?" I asked watching Puss pull out some sheets from the dresser.

"Sick she-cat." He corrected me and laid a sheet over the small bed.

"What about her?" I asked, helping Puss with the sheet.

"It doesn't matter….you can sleep on the bed," He meowed, taking the other sheet and folding it over, then lying it by the window. "I'll sleep here."

I was about to demand an answer, but the door opened and Sparky walked in with leche and fish.

"There you go. I'll see ya'll in the morning!" Sparky reassured before stepping back into the hallway and closing the door.

I gave Puss some leche and a fish. I ate the other fish without a word. When we finished, Puss put the rest by the door.

I walked over to the bed and took off my boots and belt. I then curled up and tried to fall asleep.

Puss put out the candle and went to the window where his bed was. He laid down and went to sleep.

Only about fifteen minutes later, I heard a sob and whispering. I looked up to see Puss sitting in the window seal, looking at a photo.

I got up and walked over to him but,

"Go back to bed, Kitty."

I ignored him and jumped up beside him. He hid the photo and turned his head away from me.

"What's wrong, Puss?" I asked, putting my tail on his shoulder.

"She's gone, Kitty! She's gone! And it's all my fault!" He whispered.

"Who?" I asked, now caressing his back with my tail.

"Summer…the sick she-cat….my old mate…her." He handed me a photo with a beautiful orange and white she-cat with blue eyes.

"I loved her so much!" He put a paw over his face.

"Then she got sick…I tried to help her….I even robbed the San Ricario bank! I didn't care if Amelia was disappointed, as long as Summer was alright. I traveled very far for a cure…but alas, there was no cure."

Puss looked at the photo as tears streamed down his face. "And now she's gone…"

Puss buried his face into his paw. He didn't care if I saw him cry, he was too upset to care.

I don't know what went over me, all I know is that my heart stung to see him like this. I guess my heart took over my mind as I wrapped my arms around him.

We sat there for what seemed like forever as Puss' tears began to dry.

The next thing I know, he is asleep. The thing that worried me the most was that I never pulled away, I never had the thought to. I just held on to him and waited to fall asleep.

I guess that night I wasn't the only one upset. I guess holding onto Puss made me feel….whole again.

Well that's chapter 4 and Jesus my hands hurt! I don't know ANY Spanish so I had to check out a Spanish and English dictionary from my school just for this story! Yes! That's how much I care! The funny thing is, I'm Mexican and I don't know Spanish! LOL! Whatever! Anyway…..REVIEW PLEASE! Tell me what you think! Your opinions are what motivates me to become a better story writer.

-Neonbutterfly21