"MR. TINKLES!!!!!" Was the loud roar heard all over the dorms. ~Damn, that
man can scream loud." Kit thought as she stroked the cat in her hands. But
before she could hide the cat, Xanatos came in, his face beet-red and his
sapphire eyes blazed with a weird, angry blue fire that reminded her of
the hottest part of a flame. She shuddered.
"GIVE ME THAT DAMN CAT! HE'S GOING TO GO TO THE VET!" He yelled.
"But, didn't he go about a week ago for his check-up?" Kit inquired calmly.
"This isn't an exam. That stupid cat has scratched up my bed for the last
time. Clarise told me about this wonderful surgery where they remove a cat's
claws-" "You're getting Mr. Tinkles declawed?" "Yes." "No. Cats need their
claws-" "For what? He never uses that damn scratching post and he scratches
everything that's mine." "Be that as it may, I'm not about to let you declaw
him." "I'm afraid you don't have a choice in the matter. Besides, I've already
made an appointment for him to go." "Well, I won't let that happen."
Since
he left, Kit had to come up with a dramatic plan, but she would need help.
James, Cleo and Rehteah agreed to help her. "Kit," James siad "You'll need
a getaway driver." "And I might be able to sneak in and turn into the doctor."
Cleo spoke up. "You might need me to persuade the doctors into not operating
on him in the future." "Thanks a lot, guys."
James drove the girls to
the clinic and said "Kit, you go in. Rehteah, follow. Cleo and I will be
in the car." Kit and Rehteah nodded and they walked out. "Wait here." Kit
whispered to her as she pointed to a chair. "If I can't persuade the receptionist,
I'll give you this signal." Kit tapped the floor three times with the heel
of her boot. "That signal will mean that you come up here and persuade him
to bring the cat. When I have the cat, persuade him to make sure that there
are no more declaw appointments for the kitty." Rehteah nodded and sat in
the chair. Kit rang the bell on the desk. The guy behind the counter was
tall, with a tan complexion, brown-black hair, numerous body piercings and
gray eyes. He gave her a smile that seemed almost forced as he asked her
"Yes, ma'am. Can I help you?" "Yes. Did a cat named Mr. Tinkles come in?"
"Yes he did. Why?" "Well, something came up and Arachne ordered all pets
to be back in the fortress for safety." "I'm afraid I can't do that, ma'am.
Arachne had to have said something beforehand." Oh, well that's a shame."
As Kit spoke, she tapped the floor three times with the heel of her boot.
Rehteah got up and stood by Kit, who stepped back. she glanced around quickly
to make sure no one else could overhear her. Once she was sure that they
couldn't, she waved her hand through the air in front of the guy's face,
using one of her mind tricks on him.
"Arachne has already told you." she said.
"Arachne has already told me."
he said emotionlessly, his eyes glazed over as if he were in a trance.
She waved her hand in front of his face again. "You will bring Mr.
Tinkles to us so we can be on our way."
"I will bring Mr. Tinkles to you so you can be on your way," he repeated,
going in the back.
When he came back, with the white persian in a carrier,
he gave the cat to Kit. She waved her hand in front of his face again. "You
will make sure that there are not anymore declaw appointments for him."
"I will make sure that there are not anymore declaw appointments for him."
he repeated
She waved her hand in front of his face one more time. "You
will forget you ever saw us here. Go home and get some rest, you need it,"
she said.
"I will forget I ever saw you here. I need to go home and get some
rest," he repeated, walking out of the room as he spoke. Rehteah chuckled
to herself as she and Kit left the clinic. "Haha, the old mind trick gets
them every time," she muttered, laughing at the guy's gullibility as she
and Kit got into the waiting Mercedes Vens. James drove away as the girls
started to play with the kitten.
~Getting him out of the vet's office was the easy part,~ Kit thought. ~Deciding
where to keep him was the hard part.~ Her mind came back to the events that
took place in James' car.
"So," Rehteah said, her British Accent making her sound, in Kit's opinion,
very much like Lara Croft.
"What do we do with Mr. Tinkles?" "Keep him in the dorms." Cleo suggested.
James shook his head. "No. When Xani finds out, he'll just get mad and find
the cat eventually." "Well, then how about in the girls dorms?" Rehteah
suggested. James shook his head. "The cat has to be out of the vicinity
and to be cared for by somebody we know." Kit looked around, before she
said "Are you suggesting that I keep him with me at work?" They all nodded.
"But what if Xani comes by?" Cleo just took out her makeup and smudged the
cat with orangish-red blush and black eyeshadow. "There. Now he'll look
like a long-haired calico." "Okay, I guess. But is he supposed to stay at
the work?" "Yes." They all said in unison. Kit was about to protest, but
she saw the logic and said nothing.
man can scream loud." Kit thought as she stroked the cat in her hands. But
before she could hide the cat, Xanatos came in, his face beet-red and his
sapphire eyes blazed with a weird, angry blue fire that reminded her of
the hottest part of a flame. She shuddered.
"GIVE ME THAT DAMN CAT! HE'S GOING TO GO TO THE VET!" He yelled.
"But, didn't he go about a week ago for his check-up?" Kit inquired calmly.
"This isn't an exam. That stupid cat has scratched up my bed for the last
time. Clarise told me about this wonderful surgery where they remove a cat's
claws-" "You're getting Mr. Tinkles declawed?" "Yes." "No. Cats need their
claws-" "For what? He never uses that damn scratching post and he scratches
everything that's mine." "Be that as it may, I'm not about to let you declaw
him." "I'm afraid you don't have a choice in the matter. Besides, I've already
made an appointment for him to go." "Well, I won't let that happen."
Since
he left, Kit had to come up with a dramatic plan, but she would need help.
James, Cleo and Rehteah agreed to help her. "Kit," James siad "You'll need
a getaway driver." "And I might be able to sneak in and turn into the doctor."
Cleo spoke up. "You might need me to persuade the doctors into not operating
on him in the future." "Thanks a lot, guys."
James drove the girls to
the clinic and said "Kit, you go in. Rehteah, follow. Cleo and I will be
in the car." Kit and Rehteah nodded and they walked out. "Wait here." Kit
whispered to her as she pointed to a chair. "If I can't persuade the receptionist,
I'll give you this signal." Kit tapped the floor three times with the heel
of her boot. "That signal will mean that you come up here and persuade him
to bring the cat. When I have the cat, persuade him to make sure that there
are no more declaw appointments for the kitty." Rehteah nodded and sat in
the chair. Kit rang the bell on the desk. The guy behind the counter was
tall, with a tan complexion, brown-black hair, numerous body piercings and
gray eyes. He gave her a smile that seemed almost forced as he asked her
"Yes, ma'am. Can I help you?" "Yes. Did a cat named Mr. Tinkles come in?"
"Yes he did. Why?" "Well, something came up and Arachne ordered all pets
to be back in the fortress for safety." "I'm afraid I can't do that, ma'am.
Arachne had to have said something beforehand." Oh, well that's a shame."
As Kit spoke, she tapped the floor three times with the heel of her boot.
Rehteah got up and stood by Kit, who stepped back. she glanced around quickly
to make sure no one else could overhear her. Once she was sure that they
couldn't, she waved her hand through the air in front of the guy's face,
using one of her mind tricks on him.
"Arachne has already told you." she said.
"Arachne has already told me."
he said emotionlessly, his eyes glazed over as if he were in a trance.
She waved her hand in front of his face again. "You will bring Mr.
Tinkles to us so we can be on our way."
"I will bring Mr. Tinkles to you so you can be on your way," he repeated,
going in the back.
When he came back, with the white persian in a carrier,
he gave the cat to Kit. She waved her hand in front of his face again. "You
will make sure that there are not anymore declaw appointments for him."
"I will make sure that there are not anymore declaw appointments for him."
he repeated
She waved her hand in front of his face one more time. "You
will forget you ever saw us here. Go home and get some rest, you need it,"
she said.
"I will forget I ever saw you here. I need to go home and get some
rest," he repeated, walking out of the room as he spoke. Rehteah chuckled
to herself as she and Kit left the clinic. "Haha, the old mind trick gets
them every time," she muttered, laughing at the guy's gullibility as she
and Kit got into the waiting Mercedes Vens. James drove away as the girls
started to play with the kitten.
~Getting him out of the vet's office was the easy part,~ Kit thought. ~Deciding
where to keep him was the hard part.~ Her mind came back to the events that
took place in James' car.
"So," Rehteah said, her British Accent making her sound, in Kit's opinion,
very much like Lara Croft.
"What do we do with Mr. Tinkles?" "Keep him in the dorms." Cleo suggested.
James shook his head. "No. When Xani finds out, he'll just get mad and find
the cat eventually." "Well, then how about in the girls dorms?" Rehteah
suggested. James shook his head. "The cat has to be out of the vicinity
and to be cared for by somebody we know." Kit looked around, before she
said "Are you suggesting that I keep him with me at work?" They all nodded.
"But what if Xani comes by?" Cleo just took out her makeup and smudged the
cat with orangish-red blush and black eyeshadow. "There. Now he'll look
like a long-haired calico." "Okay, I guess. But is he supposed to stay at
the work?" "Yes." They all said in unison. Kit was about to protest, but
she saw the logic and said nothing.