"Wakey wakey." Max called in a gentle voice, crouching by the bed of a forever apathetic teen, poking her face and leaning in, licking her gently.

"No...Sleepy..." She groaned, rolling onto her back and covering her face with her pillow. It was too early! And yet this mother fucker was still waking her up at 5:30. What he did for two hours in the dark after 3? Who knows. All Abby knew was that she wanted to sleep and it was being prohibited by the parental acting shi-shi.

"Abigail, your bus comes at a quarter to seven. Unless you care to go to school looking like a hobo, you need to get up." He said, casually climbing onto the bed and sitting on her chest. As a cat it was a good estimate he weighed about 215 pounds less.

"U-ugh...MAXXXXXXXXXXXXXX!"

Somehow or another, Max got her out of bed and into the shower and he saw her off to school. By the time she came back, she was well prepared for an afternoon of nagging, who knows what could happen at this point. She opened the front door, looking to the left and then the right before shrugging, stalking over to the fridge.

She took out a liter of Dr. Melon and grasped it with both hands, clasping her lips over the neck and chugging the cool, carbonated, sugary liquid. That is, until a throat was cleared behind her. She looked back, again expecting Max but a grin spread across her face when she was met with the smiling eyes of her father.

"Daddy!" She exclaimed, setting the soda down and rushing over to embrace the man. He chuckled, bending at the waist slightly as he wrapped both arms around her. He stood at a tall, lanky frame of 6'2 and Abby only came up to just above his elbow. The man had a head of short cut hair which was a brownish-red, and his eyes were a light hazel. His pale complexion resembled Abby's and his young adult face seemed to show a few lines, slight wrinkles from too much smiling and too much stress.

"Been awhile, eh?" He asked, his voice holding a heavy English accent as he bent down and kissed her head. "I think you might have even grown a right inch or two! And your hair has even gotten longer!" He said, chuckling as Abby play-punched him in the side.

"NOT funny! I'm not short, dad! God!" She scoffed, taking another chug out of the soda bottle and putting it back in the fridge. "How was old mother England?" She asked, picking Max up and snuggling him as he hopped out from an open cabinet onto the counter, finally awakening from his nap.

"Oh just as decrepit as usual. At least the sights I see, you'd think by after years of this I would have a bloody right to a better shop manager, but no! This damn wanker has the brain the size of a pea!" He said, shaking his head and holding up a finger.

"Hang on though! I gotcha something!" He said, going to the dining room table where his laptop was set up and his bag sat on the floor as he didn't even get to his office. He pulled out a hard back, black and pink black book. He smirked as he came back and handed it to her.

"I got you a new journal, so you can keep up your writing!" He said, smiling at the girl. Even though she often gave up on her writing, she was always much better at writing that than anything else. She gasped, taking the journal and jumping up and down, hugging her father around the middle again.

"Thank you!" She exclaimed, grinning as she thumbed through the empty pages of her new journal. Max rubbed against her side before placing his paws on it and Abby's dad chuckled.

"He seems to act more and more life like every day, haven't you noticed?" He asked as he reached over and scratched the cat under the chin. Oh Donny. If only you knew how human he really was. Abby felt herself blush unintentionally as she scratched her cheek. "Ye-yeah...He's just like another person sometimes." She said, giggling nervously as she patted Max's head.

"I assume your mum's already at the shop?" He asked, rubbing his sides and stretching. He was referring to the tattoo and piercing shop that her parents owned and ran, her father also owned one back in England.

"Ummm...Yeah, I think so. Uh-huh, cause her bag is gone." She said, leaning against the counter and sipping her carbonated sugar from the bottle again. "You're going to be a diabetic before you're even my age." He said, smirking.

"Have you heard from Robert?" He asked, scratching Max's chin again and smiling sadly at Abby's turned expression. "No...He said he would call but he's been busy with finals I guess." She said, referring to her older brother who was long since in college. After a fallout with his father a two years ago, just before he left, he didn't keep in touch as much as he once did. He only came to visit every other Christmas, if that.

Donny sighed as he packed his things into his bag and went over, placing a hand on the back of Abby's head and pulling her forward before kissing her forehead. "I know I just got back, but I am needed at the store. I'm gonna go surprise your mum, I'll be back with her later. Will you be okay?" He asked, smiling at her and petting her head.

"Course I will, Daddy." She said, smirking as she looked at the clock. 2:45, Max was making good time today. She hugged Donny around the middle, burying her face into her chest. "Have fun, see you later." She said, smiling and waving her father out of the door. As he left, Abby set him down on the floor and allowed the cat to get comfortable as she raised herself onto the counter and sitting down.

"Alright...Knock yourself out, I swear I won't interrupt you this time." She said, kicking her legs as she knelt on the counter, opening the cabinet and pulling out a bag of chips. He reached into the bag, pulling out a few cheesy chips and popped them into her mouth.

Max looked up at her for a moment as he waited for the right moment. There was a flash of light, but just as last time he scampered into the other room at the last moment so she couldn't see his transformation. He could be heard groaning slightly as he got up off the floor, walking into the kitchen and snatching the chips out of her hands.

"Not healthy, I'm pouring the soda down the damn drain if you don't slow down on it." He scolded gently, not being able to keep from smirking as he put them back in the cabinet, putting the soda back in the fridge before retracting an apple and handing it to her.

"Maxxxx! You're being a douche- Ow!" She yelped as Max pinched her thigh and leaned in, kissing her forehead gently. "I'm not a douche. I'm just a guy who cares about you." He said with a smirk. Abby looked up at the door when a strange noise was heard. She took a bite out of her apple and raised an eyebrow.

"Is someone at the door...?" She asked aloud as she slipped down from the counter and opened the door. "I'm sorry, I don't want an-"

"Well, well, well! Looks like my little brother hit it off after all!" Came a voice slightly deeper than Max's. She wouldn't know where it was coming from as her view was obscured by the chest of a man much taller than her. Finally, after looking up she was met with a man whose facial shape much similar to Max's. Although his hair was black, they both had the same complexion. This man's eyes were bright amethyst, quite the unusual color.

On his chin grew a black soul patch, and looking closely you could tell that he worked out by his broad shoulders and well toned forearms. After a few minutes, Max walked over to the door and looked slightly shocked before grinning.

"Joey? What are you doing here?" He asked, smirking and stepping forward, wrapping his arms around the bigger man and smiling at him. He seemed to look more like a kitten than the strict cat that Abby was used to.

"I located into the area and the strays word was that my baby brother had a new little girl he was taking care of...I had no idea she was so cute!" He said, smiling down at Abby. For whatever reason she felt a shy blush overtaking her face as she stepped back to allow the man in, stepping behind Max and clinging to the back of his shirt.

"Say hello." Max said gently, patting her head as Joey ducked into the house and smirked at the two. He bent at the waist, setting a hand on her head as though she was much younger than she actually was.

"Hi! My name's Joey, I'm this doof's older brother." He said, giving Abby a sheepish grin. "Great to meet you!" Right away, aside from the obvious appearance differences, you could tell these two were two very different people.

"U-um..My name's Abby... Nice to meet you too..." Max shut the door behind him and sighed. "Take off your shoes, I don't want you tracking in mud."

"Neat freak."

"Slob."

Abby backed up even further as sparks could be seen flying between the two siblings. She rubbed the back of her neck and sighed. This was going to be another long day.