This is kind of like a continuation of Boxes. Happens right after. Cats are nervous inside cars. If you haven't noticed, I base Roy Kitty off of my cat, Sabrina. That's where this all came from. Wouldn't be possible without her.
Pairings: HyuRoi (Hughesmunculus and Roy Kitty)
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Roy hated cars. The were big, and loud, and could squish even those bigger than he was. Cars went 'VROOOM' too. Loud. Evil. Possessed. Anything that was negative that came to mind described a car. If they weren't moving, he loved to walk around them, and some even had the luxury of allowing him to slip under them to nap. They weren't that uncomfortable, really. Provided nice shade in the heat, and the perfect cover when it rained.
But that wasn't the point. This one...was going to MOVE. He frowned, glancing up at Maes. The box was frightening enough, but now he had to get into this contraption? To be quite frank, he he had never rode in a car after this, so he was rather afraid of even trying it, considering that he had been almost ran over on several occassions. This loud machine was not going to get them anywhere...It was just going to...
Roy watched as Maes sat him down, desperately clinging to the homunculus until he had been pried off, frowning in response. Maes had given him a small smile, telling him that it was all right, probably knowing that Roy was uncomfortable in the car, but deciding that there was no other way. The walk across Central would take forever, and there was no way he would carry Roy all of that way. Even homunculi got a bit lazy.
Before he realized it, he had been buckled in place, Hughes starting the car and listening to the rumble as it started, sighing. The car hadn't been started in so long that he had been worried for a bit that it might not have revved up. But...the whine from beside him didn't reassure him any, watching the chimera beside him fidget in his seat, clawing at the buckle. "It's gunna eat me!" He cried, wiggling in the seat and trying to get out. Maes reaching over to pat his head, but in the flailing that came next, his claws had managed to dig themselves in his arm, making him wince.
"Roy!"
Roy paused momentarily, blinking and looking up to Maes.
"It's all right. If I let you out of the belt, would you feel better?"
The raven head of hair slowly nodded, frightened obsidian calming down at the comforting hand upon his head. When the belt was off, Maes watched him for a moment before he pulled away, turning his attention back to the road, pulling away from the curb and into the street. Roy, however, was anything but cooperative.
Flexible enough to slip between the seats, Roy began his incessant pacing between the front and trying to lay upon the dash and sticking his head out of the window, before going into the back to lay down, paw at the windows and look around the back window. The man had even climbed in Maes' lap as he drove, almost causing a few collisions. And Roy climbing beneath the steering column didn't help them any.
Roy even thought that he could help Maes to drive by pressing on the brake while Maes was focused on the gas, which caused Maes to stop in the middle of the street with an abrupt halt, almost causing a pile-up. There were quite a few times that Maes had been tempted to tie him up in the back seat, but to scare his kitten would curse him for life. He couldn't do that.
Maes climbed out of the car quickly when they had gotten to their new home, stretching and grinning. "We're here Roy." He glanced back to the car, noting it hadbeen rather quiet. Roy hadn't jumped out of the window...right? He looked around, unable to catch sight of him, and almost panicking. At least, until he found where the poor guy had went.
Roy, stressed out from the day, had crawled into the leg space for the passenger, beneath the dash, curled up and went to sleep there until they had gotten home. Maes chuckled softly to himself. Okay. Roy did not like cars. That was one thing to strike off his list, car rides.
