Hey loves, I just wanted to post this quick little scene I came up with before I leave. I'm calling it an interlude. I also wanted to take this time to say that there are only three or so chapters left of the honest to goodness Petri plot! I know; I'm sad as well. However, I love that little fuzz ball too much to say goodbye! So, my dear readers, would you like another story (Six chapters, similar to this one, plots and mysteries galore?) or a series of drabbles dedicated to Sherlock and his kitten? Any other ideas? Review or message me! As always, thanks for reviewing, all of you guys are so dedicated. Thanks to BoudicaFlamespirit and Jenna Yemowa for the hugs and cuddles !
Ms. Darling walked through the kennels for the fifth time. Working at a pound was hard, especially when you had to see the poor animals being abandoned. Earlier today a shorter man had come in, saying that he had to get rid of his cat because his flat mate was allergic. He had looked so sad that Ms. Darling had found it hard to not run over and hug him. The kitten he was holding was probably the most adorable thing she had seen in a while, with bright blue eyes and midnight black fur. When she had reached out to hold it, however, the kitten had clung to the man's jumper, meowing pitifully.
"Sorry, he- um, is a little scared to let go." Ms. Darling had nodded, but she knew that the man was talking about himself as well. Soon, she had gently dislodged the kitten from its owner, and the kitten struggled in her hands. It was a very young kitten, but amazingly well cared for, usually people find kittens and don't take care for them right. Suddenly, a thought hit her.
"Sir, if you don't mind me asking, did you buy him or find him?"
"I found him. I was going to take him to the vet today, but, well, you know."
Ms. Darling sighed, "You realize this kitten is most likely attached to you like he would be to his mother, right?"
"I thought so, but- I just can't with my flat mate and- um…"
"I understand. It's just going to be hard for a while. Would you mind visiting him daily? Then we can go to weekly and such to slowly get him used to being without you. I'm sure he'll be adopted soon, but we can't really let him go until he's built up a dependency. "
"Fine, that's fine. I'll stop by on my way to work… Is eight o'clock alright?"
"Perfect, Mr…"
"Watson. John Watson."
"Thank you, John."
The man opened his mouth, then closed it, deciding to simply nod his head and walk out.
Ms. Darling held the kitten close, grabbing a blanket from a cabinet and wrapping it around the kitten. She petted him for a couple of minutes, and the kitten slowly started to calm down and then started to purr. "Don't worry, kitty, something tells me your Mr. Watson will be back." For a second, Ms. Darling thought she saw the kitten nod in agreement, but it was probably just a trick of the light.
Huh, I wonder where I got the Darling name… Anyways, yay for kitty purrs and the like! I'm leaving right now (Like, seriously in a minute or so) so I won't be able to reply until Sunday afternoon. Tell me your ideas, though, I appreciate them, as well as any reviews whatsoever! I love all of you guys like Sherlock loves his sheet! Farewell for now!