I'm sure you're wondering what happened to all of the stuff Ty bought. Well, here it is. I feel bad torturing Abby like this, but this is a chapter I enjoyed writing. I repeat, I do not own Grossology or Tom and Jerry or any characters used. Note: This is a special bonus chapter in this story. Abby is a cat at this point in time. This is my special treat for the readers. Please enjoy Chapter X.
"Another dismal day of boredom." I thought, staring out the window. Freezing rain had been falling for the past few hours. I had nothing to do for the time being. A silent morning it was, until Ty came in.
"Are you sure you don't want to come?" he asked. He was going to the G.A.G. Lab to do something. "I'm positive." I meowed, and turned back to look out the window.
"Ok, I'll be back in a few hours." I heard a few noises behind me, then the door shut. I waited for a few minutes, then I saw him leave the house. Not wanting to watch any more falling water, I turned around and saw Ty's handiwork. Cat toys were scattered all over the room. "He must think he's Mr. Funny." I scowled. I walked through the scattered toys and saw cat food in the corner. There was a note next to it that read:
Dear Abby,
If I'm not back for lunch, don't worry I thought about that ahead of time. If you get hungry its here. I also layed out a few things to keep you busy.
He really must have thought he was funny. I continued to read.
I only hope that you can stay occupied long enough not to scratch up my room. I won't be gone too long. Have fun!
Your Brother,
Ty
P.S. If you really get bored, pull the mouse with the blue ribbon on it.
That was the most tedious thing he could've done. I was all set to go back to the window and watch the ongoing precipitation again, but when I turned I heard a jingle bell-like sound. I turned back around and saw a fuzzy purple ball hanging from the door knob. Curious about the toy, I began sniffing at it. Once my nose tapped it, it jingled again. Now mesmerized by this toy, I batted it and it rang. I batted it again, and it rang again. I batted it for a third time really hard. It flew up then came back down, hitting my nose in the process.
"Great. My new weakness: the average cat toy." I thought, rubbing my nose. I thought back to what Ty's letter said; about the mouse with the blue ribbon. I looked around the room for the mouse. It was hanging on the side of the dresser. After my experience with the fuzzy purple bell ball, I wasn't looking forward to any more toys hanging from a string. But as curiosity overwhelmed my anger, I pulled the mouse. Down it came with the string and a small square piece of cardboard. It wasn't very clear what that was supposed to do, until a familiar smell found its way to my nose.
I sniffed it and obediently followed. Getting closer to the smell made it stronger and harder to resist. I followed it onto the top of the dresser. There was a container with a very small opening at the top; far too small for my head from the looks of it. Without thinking, I stuck my nose in and started purring. It was the most incredible scent I had ever smelled. Maybe it was my enhanced sense of smell, or my feline instincts, but it seemed to make me calmer.
After awhile of that, I jumped onto the floor and roamed dizzily. I stumbled over yet another toy: A green fuzzy mouse that was almost the same size as me. I rubbed against it, tackled it, and pounced it. I played with just about every toy twice, except the fuzzy purple bell ball that lay misery to my nose. It seemed that hours went by without me noticing; it was already lunch time. I scarffed down lunch so fast, I had time to jump onto the dresser and stick my nose in the container for a few minutes. As I fell once again under its trance-like spell, I purred long and deep. I barely noticed that Ty was back until he spoke.
"I guess the 'Little Motor Boat' had a good time." He chuckled. I didn't mind his nickname for me; I did kinda sound like a motor boat. The smell was so good, I was about to fall asleep on that very spot, but I felt an increasingly pleasing feeling; Ty was scratching me behind my ear.
"You know, I think I'm spoiling you too much today." he remarked, pulling me away from the container. I climbed on his shoulder, rubbed against his chin, and let out a purr-induced mew. He sat me down on his bed.
"You must be tired after..." I couldn't hear what he said after "after", because I drifted into a deep sleep. I must've had a good hour long nap before waking up again. I stretched; extending my claws and letting out an enormous yawn. I heard a few noises in the living room. I ventured in and saw Ty watching Tom and Jerry. While he was occupied, I stealthily crept to the sliding glass door and looked out at the sky; it finally stopped raining. I wanted to go out and enjoy the rest of the day while it was dry, but I couldn't open the door on my own. As much as I didn't want to, I began scratching at the door and mewing. He noticed my request for attention and came to see what I was up to.
"Do you want to go out?" he asked. I kept scratching at the door.
"Hold on. I'll be right back." He left to his room.
"Wait! Where are you going?! The door is right here!" I meowed, pointing a paw towards the door. I only waited for a few minutes before he came back with a yellow-gold collar. After getting a good look at it, I gave my brother an annoyed look. He grabbed me by my scruff before I could rebel, and slipped the collar around my neck. What I didn't notice before was that on the collar was a purple diamond shaped tag, and on that tag 'Abigail' was printed in bright blue. Ok, the collar I could understand, but the tag! That I could live without!
"You'll thank me later." he replied, reading my expression. He opened the door and I trudged out into the snow, with the white tip of my tail twitching in the air. Once I was sure Ty had gone back to watch TV, I began scratching at the collar; the front especially.
"Stupid tag." I thought. Before I could really get into scratching, I caught the scent of another animal; about the size of a.....Mouse! It was standing in front the tree. I crouched low and crept closer. Once I was close enough, I pounced, but slid head first into the tree. After the dazement past, I saw the mouse taunting me. Feline anger growing inside, I chased after him. Though, I wasn't chasing him for long. In the neighbor's yard:
"Um..... Hi."
"GrrrrrrrrrrrRuff! Ruff!"
"Meeeeeeerrr!"
Fortunately, he was leashed to his dog house this time, giving me the chance to be home free for the time being. Well....almost. No sooner than when I made it back home, it started raining, again. The worst part about it was that it was cold and wet at the same time. I made a mad dash to the door and began scratching and mewing. Thankfully Ty was near the door at that moment; saving me the humiliation of sitting in the rain any longer.
"Maybe I shouldn't have let you go outside." He cradled me in his arms.
"I have to get you to the bedroom before-"
"ACHOO!" "Uh-oh" I thought.
"Too late." he muttered. He sat me on his bed and began rummaging through his bag. I curled up on a pillow, not really feeling well. After a while of me shivering on the bed, he finally found what he was looking for: a remote control. Even though I was currently in a state of illness, I could still muster a small curious mew.
"This is what we were working on at the lab." He pressed a button and a little light flashed on the collar's tag. Before I knew it, I was warm all over. It was as if I hadn't been in the rain at all.
"It's a Thermo-collar. I figured you might need it since it's so cold outside." I may have had a headache, but that wasn't enough to stop me from purring a 'thank you'.
"You should rest.", was all I heard before falling asleep and ending the day.
The End (again)
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