KYLE
5 MONTHS LATER
I look over the food I prepared for our housewarming. I will be in cat form, but it will still be nice to see everyone. Stan wraps his arms around me from behind kissing my cheek. God, he is truly the best partner ever.
"You did a wonderful job," he says into my cheek. I chuckle.
"Thanks," I replied. "I hope everyone likes the house."
"I don't care if they do," replies Stan letting me go. "This is our place. They're lucky enough to even be here." I chuckle at how he really doesn't care. He isn't just saying that. We put a lot into this house. Stan and I redid the floors wanting to make sure they will hold up over the years and his old age. I say him because I only have 20 years as much as I hate being reminded of that. We refinished the cabinets and I added some nice handles to make the kitchen look more modern and less country. The cabinets are a nice cherry wood with a golden black marble countertop. We replaced the appliances upgrading to stainless steel. I had to beg Stan to let us replace the lighting fixtures because it did not look right with the other upgrades.
The living room was easier to fix up. I love the fireplace we have. We painted the brick to make it stand out more. The red is now richer instead of dirty and old looking. I had a hard time deciding where to place the TV. I decided to place it in the corner to the right of our windows. At least we don't have to worry about a bad glare. Stan's sofa set and side tables look nice in here for now but I'm thinking of making him upgrade them. The bathrooms were the most work out of the whole house because of everything just outdated. The downstairs bathroom is a simple cream color to help the space look bigger.
The bathroom upstairs I decided to go with a soft gray and white. Our bedroom bathroom I went with a relaxing beige color. I had the guest room painted a soft gray to match the hall bathroom whereas the office is an off-white. Stan got all my books from my mom and we have them here. I'm surprised she let him have them, to be honest. My room at home is still my room. They haven't gotten rid of anything that my friends didn't take.
"I'm going to go shower," I sigh. "I'm so tired after all of that." I begin to stretch as Stan takes a BBQ meatball I made. "Don't eat all the food."
"But I'm hungry…." he pouts. I walk over kissing his cheek.
"I know," I reply reaching behind him grabbing one for myself. "You're always tired." I have become a better cook since all I do is stay home. I do have a blog online where I give people financial advice, personal advice, most of them are young so it feels great to be able to provide some nice information. Nobody knows who I am so that helps. I made sure our IP address is hidden so nothing can be traced back to us. I head upstairs getting undressed putting my clothes in the dirty hamper. I will have Stan turn me into a cat after my shower. My fur always shines when I do.
As I wash up I think of how everything has changed so much and yet I'm not even suppose to be here. At one point I thought I would hate being stuck in the house and never being able to do normal things in public. I don't miss it at all. I mostly miss being able to talk to my family. Ike is doing fantastic in school. He had this pregnancy scare that had him flipping out. Stan referred him to my site so I would be able to give my brother advice. I cried when I found out Stan did that for me, it's the little things. I get out the shower as Stan comes into the bathroom naked grinning when he sees me. He leans down kissing my neck.
"Stan…." I chuckle. "I need to dry off and lotion down."
"I know…," he whines. "I think everyone is coming that was invited. Tweek is super excited to see the place. He likes that we're out in the middle of nowhere."
"That sounds like Tweek," I reply heading out of the bathroom. I grab my favorite lotion smelling it heavily as I apply it. I feel like I will never get tired of this stuff. I glance around the room that is very nicely set up. Due to the large size of the room, we upgraded to a king bed. We have a bench at the foot of the bed. All our DVD's are up here on a bookshelf beside the TV. Since we didn't have room for that downstairs with the placement of the TV. I'm sitting on the bed watching TV when Stan comes out of the bathroom.
"Know what you're wearing?" I ask him.
"Nothing special," he replies grabbing his lotion off the nightstand. "I mean you know I'm jeans guy, probably a long sleeve shirt."
"Um….reminds me," I say still thinking. "I think we should get the fireplace going."
"Alright," says Stan rubbing the lotion into his skin. "I can certainly do that." Stan gets dressed while I make sure there is no trace that someone else here lives with him. Everything is perfect. Stan comes over to me looking handsome as always.
"You look great," I tell him walking up to him rubbing my hands up his chest stopping at his shoulders.
"So do you," says Stan. "Are you ready?" I nod my head yes. We always look forward to my transformations as it is the only time we get to truly kiss. Stan leans down taking my lips. Those brief seconds I appreciate in so many ways. I blink seeing that I am lower to the ground. I rub against Stan's leg so he knows to pick me up. "You can watch me get the fire going. I hope I don't ruin my clothes." I chuckle on the inside. Stan places me on the couch and I sit there watching him get the fire started. He gets the fire started easily and without messing up his clothes. Stan sits beside me turning on the TV. I sit down on his lap looking to see what he is going to put on. "Is it wrong that I am tired already?" I rub my face into his leg letting him it is okay to be tired. Funny thing is I did most of the work. Our first guest arrives, and I allow Stan to go to the door without me in tow. I stand up on the back of the sofa to see who it is, Wendy of course.
"Hey Stan," says Wendy stepping inside taking off her coat. "My goodness that is a drive."
"It's not that bad," says Stan taking her coat adding it to the coat rack to the left of the door. Wendy is looking around.
"This is nice Stan," she says touching his arm. I narrow my eyes hoping there is not more to that touch. Wendy has just been a tad bit clingy to Stan since she ended things with that douchebag. "You designed this by yourself?"
"I had a little inspiration," he says shifting his eyes at me. If I was in my human form I would so be blushing. It's amazing how he really wants to flaunt our relationship but can't. He says things all the time that only I would get. Wendy walks into the kitchen looking over the food I prepare. "I know darn well you didn't cook this Stan."
"I didn't," he replied. "I had it catered."
"You're acting like you are rolling in money since you got some of Kyle's settlement," she says grabbing a marinated slider. She takes a quick bite smiling. At least I know she is enjoying the food so far.
"Not at all," says Stan. "I used some of it to put the house together. The rest I put away in a savings account. I'm mostly looking forward to making use of my garden next summer."
"That is so you," grins Wendy. "Don't be shy, show me your home." I jump running over to Stan giving him a quick rub to pick me up. Stan scoops me up into his arms. "Ky is looking healthy."
"Yeah," says Stan. "He loves this house. He even likes being in the yard." When it's not cold, so not enjoyable right now. Stan shows Wendy the downstairs showing her the restroom. Not much to show her on the first floor as most of the rooms are on the upper level. We head upstairs with Wendy following behind looking very excited.
"The colors are so warm and inviting," says Wendy looking at the hall. Our room is the first one to the left so Stan takes her there first. I can see she is surprised by how it looks. "Stan I didn't know you had such great taste." She walks over to our bed running her hand over the comforter. "Smells good in here."
"I have a plugin," says Stan. "You want to see how I remade the bathroom. My god they had this horrible wallpaper in here at first." He opens the door causing her to gasp.
"It's beautiful!" she exclaims. I beam with pride as I picked out all the colors, Stan's only input was nothing dark. I have fake white and yellow lily's to make the bathroom look a bit nicer. I really love our jet marble tube and stand in the shower. Stan and I spent more time in that marble tube than I thought we would. If I could laugh, I would be right now thinking about it.
"Thanks," smiled Stan. "Let me show you the rest of the house." I crawl up Stan shoulder a little because I notice Wendy is lagging a little still looking around some more. I can tell she is searching for signs of someone else living here. I don't like that.
"Stan I couldn't help but notice you have two different lotions," says Wendy following behind him.
"Yeah," says Stan. "Depending on the day I will wear either one. As many different perfumes as girls have, I'm surprised you even care." Stan chuckles, I'm glad that he is quick on his toes for a change. I didn't think I would have to hide my fucking lotion. Stan walks down the hall going to the left taking us into the guest room. "I doubt I will really have anyone stay here but just in case."
"This is a lovely room," says Wendy. "I like the color a lot."
"Yeah the previous owner had created a door to go from here to the guest bath in the hall," explains Stan. "They upgraded their windows in the house and this. That was it." Wendy laughs.
"But yet they didn't take down the so called ugly wallpaper," she laughs along with him. Stan continues to laugh.
"Yup," he says. "The bathroom actually matches the guestroom. I'm sure it will look outdated at some point but for now. I like it for now." Wendy walks into the bathroom.
"This is so cool," she giggles. "I almost want to live here." She laughs again causing me to growl. Stan looks down at me with concern. He rubs my head making me purr. We hear someone at the door. "Oh someone else is here."
"I wasn't done," says Stan. "The only other place in the office. You can look at it if you want." I meow not liking the idea of her up here alone. I jump from Stan's arms much to his displeasure.
"Great," says Wendy. "You can grab the door. Ky can keep me company." You bet I will. Stan nods quickly leaving the room. I walk through the door with Wendy towards our office. She is looking around the office appearing impressed yet again. The furniture in here is dark reminding me a lot of my dad's office at home. I have silver candle holders with white candles throughout the office. I thought it was a nice touch. We have a silver rim round mirror about 18 inches round. There is one desk in front of the window, my books are on the bookcase to the left on the wall. It's two bookcases full making me feel like a dork. Wendy phone rings. She answers it touching the desk. "Hey Bebe, where are you?"
I haven't seen Bebe in a while. I assume she is doing okay because Stan rarely mentions Bebe. Wendy leans against the desk as I sit down to listen to her.
"I don't see how you can get lost," sighs Wendy. "It is pretty much a straight shot. Yeah, I'm here already." Wendy sighs again. "This house is beautiful. I really like it. Stan did a phenomenal job." We did a good job. I wish she could know there is a 'we'. I really need to talk to Stan about her and soon. He has always been dumb when it comes to reading people, no offense. "No, I haven't told him I started having a feeling for him again. I mean he seems so….I don't know different." I would be rolling my eyes if I could. This is crazy. Stan is the same as he always been. "He has to be in love or something. It is the only time I ever saw him like this but the last time that was is when he was with me." Yes, Stan is in love with me. I begin walking the office to appear more normal. I hop up on the chair to the desk walking to the window to see who arrived. I recognize Kenny's car. "Someone's coming I have to go. Hurry up and get here!" Wendy ends the call.
"Hey what's going on," says Kenny walking into the room with Stan close behind. Stan makes his way over to me picking me up right away. I meow mostly because I'm glad to see him and he wasn't even gone that long.
"Nothing," says Wendy. "Bebe is close but she took a wrong turn." Kenny laughs.
"That would only happen to Bebe," Kenny says before laughing some more. "I mean this place is a straight shot."
"That is what I told her," says Wendy laughing a little.
"Is she not using google maps?" asked Stan.
"I didn't think to ask," says Wendy folding her arms. "Who doesn't use google maps."
"Good point," says Kenny. "Did you try the food downstairs, good as shit."
"I do need to try a few more things," says Wendy walking towards the door. "All the food looked good."
"Right!" agrees Kenny as we walk out the room. "I will be right there. Going to check things out a bit." Stan carries me with him and Wendy making their way downstairs.
