Title: Fabulous Fatal Felines
Part: 10/? By Kelsey (shadowcatfan@hotmail.com)
Logan stood in the doorway, holding a drenched cat in each hand.
"Logan?" The Professor asked, wheeling in to dinner, "What are you doing to those poor creatures?"
"Poor creatures? Poor creatures! First, they attacked me, then they made me look bad in front of Jean, then I had to chase them through the whole school, then after all that, I got rained on!" Logan was indignant.
"Oh, I see. Well take those poor creatures up to you room and feed them, then why don't you take a break and join us for dinner?" The Professor suggested, turning away before Logan could see his smile.
"I like 'im Bella," Fluffy decided.
"Ze bald one? 'E is amuzing, but not as much as our 'airy man," Bella pointed out.
"Oui, but I 'eard ze master say ze bald one could read minds!"
"Ooh tres interesting. Do you t'ink 'e could read our minds Fluffy?"
"I do not know Bella," Fluffy grinned an evil cat grin at her friend, "we may 'ave to experiment." Bella match her friend's precocious look.
"Experiment, indeed."
By then Logan had reached his room and was opening a can of tuna with one claw.
"Ooh, I smell dinner Bella," Fluffy started purring excitedly. Bella sniffed the air snobbishly.
"It isn't fresh. Nothing to get excited about," Fluffy ignored this, and ran straight for the can Logan had placed on the floor. Bella looked pointedly at Logan. "What?" She wondered, "You cannot possibly expect me to share a can of food with ze likes of 'er. Be a bon 'airy man and open another can," Fluffy was too bust eating to notice the insult and Logan obediently opened another can before going downstairs to dinner.
Part: 10/? By Kelsey (shadowcatfan@hotmail.com)
Logan stood in the doorway, holding a drenched cat in each hand.
"Logan?" The Professor asked, wheeling in to dinner, "What are you doing to those poor creatures?"
"Poor creatures? Poor creatures! First, they attacked me, then they made me look bad in front of Jean, then I had to chase them through the whole school, then after all that, I got rained on!" Logan was indignant.
"Oh, I see. Well take those poor creatures up to you room and feed them, then why don't you take a break and join us for dinner?" The Professor suggested, turning away before Logan could see his smile.
"I like 'im Bella," Fluffy decided.
"Ze bald one? 'E is amuzing, but not as much as our 'airy man," Bella pointed out.
"Oui, but I 'eard ze master say ze bald one could read minds!"
"Ooh tres interesting. Do you t'ink 'e could read our minds Fluffy?"
"I do not know Bella," Fluffy grinned an evil cat grin at her friend, "we may 'ave to experiment." Bella match her friend's precocious look.
"Experiment, indeed."
By then Logan had reached his room and was opening a can of tuna with one claw.
"Ooh, I smell dinner Bella," Fluffy started purring excitedly. Bella sniffed the air snobbishly.
"It isn't fresh. Nothing to get excited about," Fluffy ignored this, and ran straight for the can Logan had placed on the floor. Bella looked pointedly at Logan. "What?" She wondered, "You cannot possibly expect me to share a can of food with ze likes of 'er. Be a bon 'airy man and open another can," Fluffy was too bust eating to notice the insult and Logan obediently opened another can before going downstairs to dinner.