*back in my living room*
ME
There, end of chapter one and you haven't gotten hurt.
VIC
She's right, Misto.
MISTO
*arms crossed, VERY unimpressed*
So I'm the only one who noticed that the human stepped on my tail within the first couple of sentences?
ME
*I cover my eyes and groan*
Misto. . .
MISTO
What?
ME
You know what I was trying to do!
MISTO
Enlighten me.
ME
I was trying to establish that she thought you were out in the garden when in fact you were asleep in the hall. Like in your song!
MISTO
*mutters*
There are less painful ways to get that across.
VIC
*rolls her eyes and smacks him on the arm*
C'mon Misto! Don't be such a baby! I think it's going quite well considering you gave her no time to think about it!
MISTO
I guess
VIC
*smiles*
That's better. After all, what can we expect? She's only human!
MISTO
*nods*
You've got a point there.
ME
Thanks! . . . I think.
MISTO
*smiles and turns my head back to the moniter*
Don't think, just type!
ME
*sighs heavily and starts next chapter*
=^.".^=
*Three months later*
Mistoffelees was sitting on the grassy area of the garden. He smiled in amusement as his ears turned toward the loud shuffling behind him.
"Gotcha!"
The tuxedo ducked as the white figure of Victoria flew over him.
"Ooooof," she grunted as she landed on her stomach.
Misto shook his head and looked down at her.
"How'd you know I was there?" she asked.
"Oh, mostly I could hear you," he replied.
"But I was being quiet as a. . ."
"Huffery, snuffery pug," finished Misto with a smile. "You're still shuffling around on your stomach. You have to be able to crouch down on your paws."
The white kitten frowned as she got up and brushed herself off.
"But it's so hard."
"I know, pouncing can be hard. That's why you have to practice."
"I'm tired of practicing. Let's play hide-and-seek!"
Misto laughed.
"All right, you're on."
Victoria clapped her paws.
"Yippee! You're it. Close you're eyes and count to a hundred!"
"How about twenty," said the tuxedo.
"Fifty?" asked his sister.
"Twenty-five."
"Forty?"
"Thirty."
"Thirty-five?"
"Deal!"
Victoria smiled and ran away as fast as she could to find a hiding place. Misto covered his eyes and began to count.
Athena watched from her seat on a cushioned lawn chair. She was very proud of her son. He was so good with Victoria. He was only three months old when she was born, but he still did everything he could to help take care of her. Perhaps it had something to do with his below average size. The other tom kittens in the neighborhood made fun of him or treated him like a plaything when they did not ignore him altogether. Perhaps it made him feel good to know that there was someone who looked up to him and depended on him for love and protection. Athena sighed. Or perhaps that had nothing to do with it. It was just a thought.
"He's a good tom," she said to herself. "He'll make a wonderful father someday."
"There you are!"
Victoria let out surprised squeal as Misto knocked over the upside down tin bucket revealing her underneath.
"You peeked!"
"Me?" said the tuxedo with a smile. "Would I do that to you? Would I, your kind, loving, tall, dark and handsome, big brother do a thing like that to you?"
"YES!"
Victoria pounced at him, but he casually stepped out of the way.
"It's still your turn to count," he said.
"Oh okaaaaaaaay."
The white kitten covered her eyes and began to count.
Misto walked around the garden looking for a hiding place. He saw a little orange tree and decided that it would be perfect.
Before he reached it however, he felt the strange sensation that his brain was asleep.
"Not again," he mumbled, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples.
A vision came to his head.
He saw Victoria and himself inside a kitty carrier. Their mother was being taken away by a strange human. Then another stranger opened the carrier and took Victoria away leaving him behind.
Then it was gone.
Misto bit the insides of his mouth.
What kind of vision was that?
He'd never seen anything like that before.
What did it mean?
He certainly didn't like it.
How could anyone take his mother and Victoria away?
"Surprise!"
Mistoffelees snapped back to reality when he fell to the ground with Victoria on his back.
"You didn't hear me that time didja?"
"No, I can't say I did."
"Hah!" shouted the white kitten triumphantly. "I knew I could do it!"
"I knew you could do it too." said Misto. "May I get up now?"
Victoria reluctantly got off of her brother. She noticed a troubled expression on his face as he got to his feet.
"Something wrong big brother?"
"No, why would you think that?"
"You looked sad."
Victoria took a step toward him.
"Are you okay?"
The tuxedo smiled.
"I'm fine, nothing to worry about."
"Good, cuz I don't want my big brother to be sad."
She wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him tightly.
"I love you big brother!"
Mistoffelees smiled again. There was nothing to that vision. No one would take his mother or Victoria away from him.
He would not allow it.
"I love you too, little sister," he said.
He lifted the little queen into his arms and spun her around. Victoria laughed with delight.
"You're it now!" she said, when he let her down.
"Okay."
Misto covered his eyes and the game continued.
=^.".^=
ME
There, end of chapter one and you haven't gotten hurt.
VIC
She's right, Misto.
MISTO
*arms crossed, VERY unimpressed*
So I'm the only one who noticed that the human stepped on my tail within the first couple of sentences?
ME
*I cover my eyes and groan*
Misto. . .
MISTO
What?
ME
You know what I was trying to do!
MISTO
Enlighten me.
ME
I was trying to establish that she thought you were out in the garden when in fact you were asleep in the hall. Like in your song!
MISTO
*mutters*
There are less painful ways to get that across.
VIC
*rolls her eyes and smacks him on the arm*
C'mon Misto! Don't be such a baby! I think it's going quite well considering you gave her no time to think about it!
MISTO
I guess
VIC
*smiles*
That's better. After all, what can we expect? She's only human!
MISTO
*nods*
You've got a point there.
ME
Thanks! . . . I think.
MISTO
*smiles and turns my head back to the moniter*
Don't think, just type!
ME
*sighs heavily and starts next chapter*
=^.".^=
*Three months later*
Mistoffelees was sitting on the grassy area of the garden. He smiled in amusement as his ears turned toward the loud shuffling behind him.
"Gotcha!"
The tuxedo ducked as the white figure of Victoria flew over him.
"Ooooof," she grunted as she landed on her stomach.
Misto shook his head and looked down at her.
"How'd you know I was there?" she asked.
"Oh, mostly I could hear you," he replied.
"But I was being quiet as a. . ."
"Huffery, snuffery pug," finished Misto with a smile. "You're still shuffling around on your stomach. You have to be able to crouch down on your paws."
The white kitten frowned as she got up and brushed herself off.
"But it's so hard."
"I know, pouncing can be hard. That's why you have to practice."
"I'm tired of practicing. Let's play hide-and-seek!"
Misto laughed.
"All right, you're on."
Victoria clapped her paws.
"Yippee! You're it. Close you're eyes and count to a hundred!"
"How about twenty," said the tuxedo.
"Fifty?" asked his sister.
"Twenty-five."
"Forty?"
"Thirty."
"Thirty-five?"
"Deal!"
Victoria smiled and ran away as fast as she could to find a hiding place. Misto covered his eyes and began to count.
Athena watched from her seat on a cushioned lawn chair. She was very proud of her son. He was so good with Victoria. He was only three months old when she was born, but he still did everything he could to help take care of her. Perhaps it had something to do with his below average size. The other tom kittens in the neighborhood made fun of him or treated him like a plaything when they did not ignore him altogether. Perhaps it made him feel good to know that there was someone who looked up to him and depended on him for love and protection. Athena sighed. Or perhaps that had nothing to do with it. It was just a thought.
"He's a good tom," she said to herself. "He'll make a wonderful father someday."
"There you are!"
Victoria let out surprised squeal as Misto knocked over the upside down tin bucket revealing her underneath.
"You peeked!"
"Me?" said the tuxedo with a smile. "Would I do that to you? Would I, your kind, loving, tall, dark and handsome, big brother do a thing like that to you?"
"YES!"
Victoria pounced at him, but he casually stepped out of the way.
"It's still your turn to count," he said.
"Oh okaaaaaaaay."
The white kitten covered her eyes and began to count.
Misto walked around the garden looking for a hiding place. He saw a little orange tree and decided that it would be perfect.
Before he reached it however, he felt the strange sensation that his brain was asleep.
"Not again," he mumbled, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples.
A vision came to his head.
He saw Victoria and himself inside a kitty carrier. Their mother was being taken away by a strange human. Then another stranger opened the carrier and took Victoria away leaving him behind.
Then it was gone.
Misto bit the insides of his mouth.
What kind of vision was that?
He'd never seen anything like that before.
What did it mean?
He certainly didn't like it.
How could anyone take his mother and Victoria away?
"Surprise!"
Mistoffelees snapped back to reality when he fell to the ground with Victoria on his back.
"You didn't hear me that time didja?"
"No, I can't say I did."
"Hah!" shouted the white kitten triumphantly. "I knew I could do it!"
"I knew you could do it too." said Misto. "May I get up now?"
Victoria reluctantly got off of her brother. She noticed a troubled expression on his face as he got to his feet.
"Something wrong big brother?"
"No, why would you think that?"
"You looked sad."
Victoria took a step toward him.
"Are you okay?"
The tuxedo smiled.
"I'm fine, nothing to worry about."
"Good, cuz I don't want my big brother to be sad."
She wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him tightly.
"I love you big brother!"
Mistoffelees smiled again. There was nothing to that vision. No one would take his mother or Victoria away from him.
He would not allow it.
"I love you too, little sister," he said.
He lifted the little queen into his arms and spun her around. Victoria laughed with delight.
"You're it now!" she said, when he let her down.
"Okay."
Misto covered his eyes and the game continued.
=^.".^=