I DO NOT own The Great Mouse Detective but I DO OWN Kara,John, Chris, Kristy and Mark. Enjoy!
Chapter Nine
Ratigan
I got to admit it's nice to see someone other then myself enjoy the food...and having it being a young woman enjoying it makes it worth more...though I couldn't help seeing her in such clothing made me have...interesting thoughts about her, most importantly so is basil. Though I would have taken this opportunity to get the better of him, it would require possibly hurting kara in the process and that's something I'm not ready to do, so for now I stand to the side cleaning the kitchen after myself while basil gets closer to her.
The next day I hadn't seen kara all morning, not since I went to bed. John explained that she usually sleeps into the evening due to her sleep problems. he said she does drink something to help her fall asleep and stay asleep, but its for when she has to work the next day. Since she's off today she didn't drink one.
I decided to go to the reading room to find something to read where I found kara asleep on the couch with her computer beside her. I was curious, to see what she could have possibly been working on that would cause her to fall asleep on the couch. I lifted her laptop to see some kind of drawing of a bunch of girls with weapons at some kind of social. I closed it down and saw a website with the same drawing up. It asked if I wanted to start from the beginning. Well I was interested so I did.
I must have spent five hours reading this so called web comic because I started sometime after eleven and it was a quarter past four, but I had finished reading it and it was very amusing if not a little bit sad at some points.
"So did you enjoy my web comic?"
I almost jumped out of my skin when I heard Kara, but glad I didn't drop her laptop. I don't think she'd be happy if I had.
"When did you wake up?"
"A few minutes ago. So did you like it?"
"The blood, the sexual innuendos, murder? yes very much."
"We'll of course there's more then just that stuff, but all the same I'm glad you enjoyed it."
I handed her laptop computer to her as she goes back to sitting on the couch and types away on it.
"Don't you think you should go stretch some and get out of this room?"
"I do my best work in this room."
"I can understand why, but really I'm sure John and Basil would like to see you at some point."
"They know where to find me."
"What's so important about the webcomic that you have to work on it now?"
"Because I have an update coming up and I want this done before the deadline..."
She started to smirk and giggle a little, I suppose it's to what she just said that's humoring her.
"Listen, since you've been kind enough to make dinner last night, I'll make dinner tonight."
"Oh? and may I ask what dinner might be then?"
"Chicken enchiladas."
"What is that?"
"It's a dish containing chicken, beans, rice, cheese, sometimes peppers and olives rolled up in a flour tortilla covered in sauce and cheese. Baked in an oven."
"Sounds interesting."
"Trust me it's good."
She clicks on a couple of things and then shuts her laptop off as she stands up.
"Come on, if you'd like you can help me by shredding the chicken while I get everything else prepped."
"Alright then."
Honestly I think this has been the most we've talked without anyone interrupting us. She is indeed a very kind person to me.
Basil
For most of the evening I had been hiding up in my room, thanks to Kara I was allowed to use her violin. I had spent this whole time writing that song for her as her birthday gift from me. It was less then a week a way now, so I wanted to make this perfect. That is until a knock came to the door. I yelled to come in, hiding the music in case it was Kara at the door. Luckily it was John that came in.
"Hey, dinner is ready. You might want to come down while there still is some left."
"Oh, who made dinner?"
"Kara and Ratagin amazingly."
"Really?"
"We'll she only had him shred the chicken while she put everything else together, but yeah essentially they did."
"This will be interesting."
"Not really, it's only enchiladas."
"Um...what are those?"
"Basically chicken and other things rolled up in a tortilla."
"Okay, sounds interesting enough to try."
"Exactly."
Well John certainly wasn't wrong. Dinner was great and filling. We sat in the living; Kara in her usual recliner with her computer at hand, John in his seat in what's called a love seat with his computer near by, Ratagin in the half of the reclining couch near John while I took the other half near Kara. I was half paying attention to the drama portion of a wrestling show called "Smack Down" they were watching...the other half was watching Kara work on a drawing or some sort.
I was tempted to ask what she was working on when John started to get up, getting ready for work I would assume, but instead walked over to Kara, tilting her head back and gave her what looked like a long, passionate kiss. She smiled when they parted as so did he.
"Sorry, hadn't done that all day."
"That's okay."
"Now I'm going to go get ready for work. Would you pack me some of the leftovers, please?"
"Sure."
Kara had asked if I would help her out in the kitchen. I was perfectly fine with it. She cooked...as did Ratagin. Therefore helping was not a problem...besides I do get to talk with her while helping.
She had me unload the dishwasher while packing John's lunch. When she was done she filled the sink with water and soap and gave me the job to stack the dishes into the dishwasher. Fascinating invention I must say. I'm sure if Mrs. Judson had one of these she would be overjoyed.
I hadn't noticed at first, but when Kara handed me a plate our fingers gently touched and it seemed like hours of us just looking at each other from the corner of our eyes.
Is she smiling? and blushing?
I felt my face flushed as I tugged on the plate a little, watching her let go. Just finished loading the dishwasher as John came out in uniform. Kara grabs John's lunch box as he starts to head out. Hands it over to him as she kisses him good bye and walks him out the door to the car. As I started to machine I heard a laugh coming from the reclining couch.
"What is so funny Ratagin?"
"You are dear boy. That moment you and Kara had."
"What moment, we we're doing the dishes."
"You know what moment. When you two were holding that plate, fingers brushing against each other, smiling and blushing. It was written all over your face."
"I do not know what you mean"
"Oh dear Basil you cannot deny the truth. You Basil of Baker street are in love with Kara."
I felt the blush on my face get worse as I try to deny it, but the way that Ratagin was cackling it was too late. He knew.
That night, I figured Kara was still busying herself with her computer and Ratagin thankfully went to bed. I decided to try and finish the song I've been writing. It was true, I had fallen for this human woman in less then two weeks, but I guess it couldn't be helped. She is indeed amazing...though I would never persue her for she is married..
Happily married.
I had just a couple more bars to write out before I finished when at the door wide open, leaning against it in her black shorts and red tank top was Kara with one arm across her chest and the other hand twirling her flowing brown hair. She had her eye closed as she smiled...as if she was listening. Her eyes opened in a lazy kind of way, but it was that lazy look that caused me to put her violin down and walk over to her.
"Oh, uh Kara. How long were you there?"
"Just a couple of minutes. That was beautiful."
"Oh, well thank you. I'm not finished with it though."
"Well, it's very beautiful from what I've heard."
"Well...thank you."
I was so close to her and something must have possessed me into running my fingers through her soft wavy hair. I held her face in my paw and felt myself drawn into those pools of gold. I was so close...and so was she, yet something stopped the both of us as we blushed and I brought my paw back over to my sides.
It was scray to think how close I was to closing that distance between us. What was scarier was that she wasn't stopping me.
"Well, I think I'll finish it in the morning."
"Yeah, I got a webcomic to finish up to get it in on time."
"Right, well...good night."
She smiled a little as she said good night and left as I was closing the door. I felt myself slowly walk over to my bed and just drop onto it.
I was so close...I can't allow that to happen again. After everything John and Kara have done for me, I cannot allow myself such pleasures. Even if it's for a split second.
Oh Kara.
