A/N- I know I said I was going to write some other things, but I saw the word 'collar' and I wanted to write kitty!Kurt and puppy!Blaine. So I did. Just now. Oh, and Mr. Schue is their owner. Enjoy!

These are from Ehmber: rainbow collar leash house candy book hat leather tea laptop marmalade cover boots sunglasses pink lotion movies cuddle couch supermegafoxyawesomehot

Kurt was curled up on the couch, purring softly as his fluffy brown tail tickled his nose. The little pink spot twitched and wiggled, until Kurt's back tensed and he let out a small sneeze. Usually when he did this, the big creature who wears those scratchy things- Kurt thought they might be called vests, but he just used them to sleep on or scratch at- would laugh and pet him. But the man wasn't here! Kurt opened his large blue eyes and glanced around the room. If he was home alone, he might as well explore.

The tabby cat licked his paw and wiped at his white face, trying to wake up. He stretched and hopped off the couch, heading towards the kitchen. Sometimes, if the big man had breakfast before leaving the house, he left a jar of marmalade, toast, and a cup of tea just sitting out on the table. He wouldn't even notice when Kurt took a few bites or a sip of the sweet drink. Kurt had just hopped up on the table to see if he was left any of that candy-like jam when he heard the front door open. He quickly hopped down and scurried to a nearby chair.

"Kurt!" The big man made some kissing noises with his lips. "Come here, Kurtie! I have a surprise for you!" Kurt's ears twitched as the big man called to him. He walked out to the door, but stopped when he heard something. Something strange, like a tiny bell. Kurt's owner walked into the living room, and a rainbow leash was clutched in his hand.

"Kurt, meet Blaine!" A big furry monster jumped forward, making Kurt hiss in surprise. Its pink tongue was dripping as it drooped over massive teeth, and it leaned over and started sniffing Kurt. He hissed and raised a paw, batting the beast on the nose.

"Kurt!" The big man picked the tabby up and held him against his leather jacket. Kurt struggled to get free; he wanted to be as far away from the big monster as soon as possible. "Now Kurt, be nice to the new puppy!"

The word 'puppy' bounced around in Kurt's head. It sounded much too cute to describe that ball of terror. It jumped at his owner's feet, the little bell on it's collar jingling excitedly, almost violently. He glanced back at the big man, who was taking off his hat to reveal a thick head of curly hair. He set his sunglasses on the table beside the couch and flopped down to the floor, practically throwing Kurt down with him. He started cooing and scratching the puppy's ears. Kurt tried to take the opportunity to run, but the puppy was too fast for him.

The big man laughed as he watched. Kurt had heard that happy laughter before, but now he was sure that it was meant to be cruel and sadistic. Who would laugh about their precious, darling cat being attacked by a giant beast? The puppy leaned forward and sniffed Kurt, his shiny black fur rubbing against Kurt's. Their owner walked away to take off his boots, leaving Kurt to fend for himself.

"Hi! I'm Blaine!" The puppy was circling Kurt, barking and yipping madly. "Who're you? You're a strange little doggie, did you know that?"

Kurt hissed in indignation. "I'm Kurt, and I'm a cat, not a 'doggie,' you imbecile."

Blaine's chocolate eyes narrowed. "You're grumpy. But I like you, Kurt! You're fur is supermegafoxyawesomehot!"

"What kind of word is that?" Kurt asked with a glare.

"I don't really know, but I heard another dog at the pound say it." Blaine was walking in circles around Kurt, smelling him from every angle.

"Could you please cut that out?" Kurt asked. Blaine shook his furry face and kept sniffing. He was stopped, however, when that nice man whose head smelled like chemicals picked Kurt up and carried him to the couch. He had a big book in his hand. Blaine didn't know how to read, but the cover had these five lines on it with little dots and squiggles. The man pet Kurt with his soft hands that smelled like lotion and hummed as he looked through the book. Blaine saw that the pages inside were full of the same lines and squiggles. He grabbed a small black machine- Blaine thought it was called a laptop- and typed something very quickly before turning back to the book. Kurt was watching the man with complete disinterest, and Blaine was watching Kurt with an excessive amount of curiosity. The big book was in his line of vision, and he pawed at it to try and get a better view of the cat.

"Blaine, stop it. Leave my songbook alone." The man pulled away from his puppy, but that only made Blaine try harder. The big man soon gave up, setting the book aside and using a little box with buttons on it to make the even bigger box across from him light up. Blaine jumped as loud sounds came pouring out of the box, and the images changed so rapidly that Blaine couldn't keep up.

"Ugh. There's nothing good on!" Kurt hopped off his lap as his owner stood up. "I'll just have to look through my movies and pick one." Kurt meowed and curled up on the floor. Blaine excitedly approached and laid down behind him, trying to cuddle up as close as possible to Kurt. The cat went rigid, but soon relaxed when he knew that Blaine meant no harm. The big man smiled when he saw them and put in his movie, which Blaine and Kurt watched side-by-side. Maybe Kurt could get used to having a puppy around.