F - Fluffy
(Gambit/Scarlet Witch)
Cats had no reason to be so fluffy, none at all. No reason to be so cute either, the mangy creatures. Remy had never seen such a cat before anyways. No, the ones he'd always seen had been dirty, inbred, worm-infested mongrels in the back alleys of New Orleans. Seeing such a pure white and fluffy cat was an oddity.
And if it's overwhelming soft and fluffy fur wasn't enough, it's eyes were, as Wanda had told him, 'odd-eyed'. One clear, crystal-blue eye and wanna a feline yellowish-green. Wanda had also called it a pure-breed Khao Manee. A rare cat breed from Thailand-yada yada yada.
Remy stared down this creature sitting in his lap and his nose twitched. His companion tilted his-or was it her?- head to the side and jumped down from his lap the second Remy let out a quiet sneeze.
Wanda smiled and gave Remy an amused look. "Didn't take you for the cat-allergy type, dog maybe, but not cat." She scooped the pure-white fluffball back up into her arms and kissed it's head, cooing softly into its ears to calm its nerves.
"Dis' Cajun don't mind no fluff ball but please keep it away from 'im? I can' be goin' inta a job wit' cat fur on my coat and blowin' my cover from de sniffles, Cher."
"It's okay, he's Pietro's anyways."