8/26/15
My first college class was on Monday and the professor didn't even show up. Me and like 20 something other students just waited in there for half an hour before finding out that he wan't coming. XD
At least the added two hours gave me time to finish up this chapter. I don't know how soon the other ones will be coming as I get more and more busy with classes and other work. I plan to get a job as well so that will definitely make things more busy for me. Hopeful I'll still have time to write, or I might go crazy. :D
Kat smiled as he finished hooking up the transportation system connecting his lab to Megan's ship. He had made sure to sneak out early in the morning in order to get this up and running by dinner time.
In fact. Kat thought, looking through the window and out at the sun. It should be about dinner by the time I get to the house.
Kat couldn't help but snicker at the thought of his sister and those two morons in the same house together. He was sure once he got back she would have some fun tales to tell him.
. Time Skip .
Kat's happy mood continued with him as he made it home and climbed through the back window. He had made it just in time, as the family hadn't started moving to the kitchen yet, and from the sounds of it everyone was still in the living room.
Well, probably not everyone. Kat thought with a smirk. With how volatile Coop was no doubt acting, his dad probably sent him and Dennis up to his room.
Kat snickered to himself as he entered the living room, only to halt in shock as he noticed Millie sitting in between Coop and Dennis on the couch, with none other than Megan sitting in her lap. His mouth almost dropped open as both boys only sat there glaring at her as she sat peacefully in Millie's lap. Kat caught her eyes and she sent him a look that clearly imitated how confused he felt.
Kat stood there dumbfounded for another few moments when Burt stood up and called everyone to dinner.
"Oh, hello there." Burt said to him as he passed. "Millie, Mr. Kat's come out. Must have smelt dinner." He said with a laugh. Millie picked Megan up and hurried over to her pet.
"Mr. Kat, where have you been? Miss Kitten and me have been worried." Millie said, pouting. "Well, at least you're here to introduce Miss Kitten to your favorite food!"
Millie walked over to where they kept the Fishy Frisky Bits and poured some into his bowl until it was overflowing with food.
"We don't have another bowl yet, so you'll have to share." Millie placed Megan and her pillow down next to the bowl and skipped over to the table to join the rest of her family. Kat blinked stupidly and looked in her direction before walking over to the bowl and Megan. She gave him an inquiring look towards the food and he nodded. She nodded in return and they started to eat.
While they ate Kat and Megan kept their backs turned to the family and whispered softly to each other.
"I don't understand what's going on." Megan said with a frown.
"Me either," Kat replied. He turned his head to glance over at the table and caught Coop's eye. He quickly turned back to his food and continued to eat. "For now let's just keep eating and act natural."
Kat moved back to the opposite side of the bowl and ate, his ears pointed towards the table, and though Megan didn't move from her pillow he could see her ears were pointed in the same direction.
. . .
Coop smirked into his pot roast as he watched the cats go back to their food. Everything was going as planned. Trying not to look back towards them again, Coop continued to eat and tried to engage Millie in conversation about the new outfits she was making for Kat and Miss Kitten. If he had to be nice to them, he was going to make sure they were as uncomfortable as possible.
. . .
Megan scooted over on her pillow and waited for Aiden to get comfortable before asking her question.
"I don't understand. I had did what you said, and while it did get them angry, they started acting like nothing happened an hour later."
"Did anything happen after you teased them?" Kat asked. Megan shook her head.
"Not much. I had tricked one of them into shoving me on the floor. Then Millie yelled at him and made him apologize, and while the forced apology was unexpected, it did help in making them more upset." Megan explained. "Then they had went up to their room, while Millie had taken me outside to have tea. A little bit later the father came home with a security device for the boys window so they couldn't sneak out. I saw the boy's face when he came down and saw it. He had looked enraged and even ran back into his room. I had been sure he would come down and throw a fit but he just sat down on the couch as though nothing happened."
Kat put a finger to his chin and hummed to himself.
"If he started acting calmer after the father came home then it's possible that they're at such a short leash that he's trying not to further extend their punishment." Kat said. "The dark haired one probably convinced him to stay calm so they wouldn't get in more trouble."
"That makes sense." Megan surmised. "The worse they've done since the father came back was glare at me."
Kat smirked as an idea came to mind.
"Like I said earlier, this was probably brought on by the dark haired one, Dennis." Kat explained. "It's easy to get Coop riled up, I personally make a game of it, but Dennis is a bit less thick. As such we'll need to work a bit more on him to make him crack. If we crack him there will be no one around to keep Coop in check."
Megan chuckled a bit.
"Funny, since he's the one I got to shove me off the couch. I plopped myself in his lap and he flinched like I had electrocuted him."
"Well then dear sister let's make a game of this. Whoever can piss off those idiots the most wins. Coop is normal points, Dennis is extra." Kat said with a smirk, extending his paw.
"Fine. If this really is a fluke like you say then it shouldn't be a problem." Megan said as she shook his paw with her left.
"Trust me, it is. There's no way a hot head like Coop could resist blowing up for long." Kat said, his ear then twitched as the sound of Millie's footsteps came through from the hall.
"I've got to go check the transportation system before Millie comes back and tries to put me in some ridiculous outfit. I'll be back in half an hour." He then jumped up onto his cat condo and into the elevator. Before it lowered a sent her a smile. "No scoring points while I'm gone."
Megan rolled her eyes and waved her paw in a shoo motion.
"Fiiiine. Just hurry so we can get to work."
Aiden laughed as the elevator doors closed and he went down into his lab. Megan smiled at the now empty cat house. She hadn't seen him face to face in so long it was nice to know that he kept some of his humor. Though now, sitting alone in Millie's room, she almost felt sad. Before she could think more on this the door opened and Millie's voice rang through the room.
"Mr. Kat, Miss Kitten, today we'll-" Millie stopped suddenly and looked around the room in confusion. "Where'd Mr. Kat go?" She said with a frown.
"Ooh, that Mr. Kat's gonna get an earful from me when he gets back. Leaving our injured guest alone like that is so rude and insensitive." She said, her hands on her hips. "Don't worry Miss Kitten, I'll give you an official tour of the house while we wait."
Megan let out a disgruntled meow as she and her pillow were picked up suddenly. She dug her claws into the pillow as she was lifted up and carried out into the hallway. Once Millie stopped in the hall she relaxed and looked up at her. Millie smiled down at her and pointed to the door on the far side of the hall.
"There, Miss Kitten, is my daddy's room." She then pointed to the door opposite of her own.
"And that," She said with an irritated glance. "Is my brother's room. He can be a huge idiot at times, but I guess most boys are."
Millie shrugged and continued to walk downstairs towards the front doorway. Stopping a few feet away, she indicated a handful of pictures that were hanging on the wall.
"This is where we put a few pictures of friends and family." Millie said. Megan looked over the pictures with interest. Most of the pictures featured the ones in the house she already knew, but others had humans she wasn't familiar with. There was a photo of an older dark haired man and Dennis playing a game against Coop and his father, a photo of Millie and a group of other small girls wearing what looked to be a green and blue uniform of sorts, and a few others of Coop with other children his age. She took a minute to look at and try to remember the other people in the photos. She was at least sure that her brother had mentioned the budgy one in the blue hoody, and the one next to him with the green hat covering his eyes.
Megan stopped looking at the handful of photos in front of her when she noticed that Millie had been quiet for a while now and looked up at her questioningly. She seemed to be focused on one picture in particular. Megan focused on it and got a glimpse of a woman with long dark hair before Millie turned suddenly and walked to the living room.
"This is our living room, as you already know." Millie said. "It's where we watch TV and movies together, and a lot of the time I get to pick out what to watch."
Megan snickered a bit.
I'm sure you do.
But then Megan frowned as she tried to look over Millie's shoulder to take a better look at the picture she'd been looking at so intently. Unfortunately Millie was already moving from the living room to the kitchen and her view was blocked by the archway wall.
"Here is where you and Mr. Kat will eat. Don't worry, I'll get you your own bowl soon. I know how hungry Mr. Kat gets, so he probably hogs all the Frisky Bits to himself." Millie said with a giggle. Megan tilted her head a bit in confusion as she looked at Millie. Her laugh was genuine, but something in her eyes made it seem like she wasn't completely into the conversation. Megan wasn't sure, but it almost looked sad.
Millie let out a sigh and turned around to head into a hall at the back of the living room.
"This is the way to the basement." Millie said as she opened the door that revealed a stairway. She reached for a long string overhead and pulled to turn on the light that hung on the ceiling.
"It's where we do our laundry, and where Mr. Kat goes to potty." She said, pointing to a litter box that sat a yard or so from the heater. "But since you're hurt you get to go in bathroom. I set up a little box in there for you."
Millie turned the light back off, and proceeded back up through the living room and up the stairs. Megan noticed her eyes flicker back towards that picture as they passed it, and looked up at her to see her reaction. This time Megan was sure she saw sadness.
Megan pushed herself up with her good paw and rubbed her head against Millie's cheek. Millie stood still at first, but soon raised her hand to rub down her back.
"You're such a sweet kitty. Why would anyone want to hurt you?" Millie said looking at Megan's injured paw. Millie nuzzled Megan's nose and proceeded up the stairs. As they headed for Millie's room the father came out of his and greeted them.
"Hey Millie, Miss Kitten. Millie do you mind helping me find a movie to watch? No one picks em like you." He says placing a hand on Millie's head. Millie nods and sends a look to Megan. 'See?'
Megan holds back a snicker and lets out a long yawn, laying down further on her pillow and looking up at Millie pleadingly. Millie nods and smiles up at her father before asking him to wait a moment while she puts Miss Kitten in her room.
"I think she's a bit tired." Millie says as she opens the door. Her father nods.
"Well, cats do sleep about 70% of their lives and she is injured. Makes sense that she'd want to take a nap."
Millie places Megan down on the windowsill seat and heads back out the door. She pauses at the doorway and gives Megan a big smiles.
"Don't worry. I'll save the best movie for when you and Mr. Kat are there to see it." She then turned off the ceiling light and closed the door behind her. Megan could hear her and her father's retreating footsteps as they headed downstairs and into the living room.
Megan then stood up and hoped her way up to her brother's hidden elevator. He better be working and not just trying to avoid getting put in a dress.
