Disclaimer: I don't own PSoH. Lord knows I wish I did. I'd be rolling in money, but alas I am merely rolling in my piles of yaoi manga, and that's about it. I do own Jelly Cat, the story of Jelly Cat as well as Raven. Fwoosh belongs to Rose Spirit, but I've kidnapped her and have given her a make over for my story! I love you Fwoosh!

Author's Note: I can not tell you how many times I've been meaning to continue this story, but with so much going on, I just didn't have the time. But, now, I do for a few days, anyway, since I'm so far ahead with everything! Jelly Cat's story was updated and there was much rejoicing! Considering the speed at which I'm going, the next chapter should up sometime between the next week and the next coming of Jesus. Have fun reading!

Chapter 2

Raven sighed softly as she let the warm water run across her skin, relaxing under the calming torrent. 'Man,' she thought to herself, 'I really got cheated at that pet shop…I don't know why, but I just couldn't refuse D's pet.' Shaking her head a little, Raven put some strawberry scented shampoo in her hair, trying to think of something to do with the cat.

A few minutes, and many thoughts, later, Raven turned off the water and leaned against the shower stall. "I guess…the only thing left to do is to return that thing, "she said in exasperation. While she was in her own thought, the sound of dripping filled the room. Drip, drip, drip.

Snapping out of her thoughts, Raven looked at the shower head and saw that it wasn't making the noise. Opening the shower door, she also observed that the sink was quite closed and not leaking at all. Figuring that it was just her imagination, Raven grabbed her towel and wrapped it around her body.

No sooner did she step out did her foot slip in a gooey substance on the floor, sending her head first into the sink counter, the collision giving her a mighty gash on her head. As Raven lay on the bathroom floor, the tiles soon becoming colored red as her blood pooled around her head, the goop she stepped in, chiffon pink in color, slowly began to inch over her unconscious body and into her living room.

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"What ever do you mean by that, my dear detective?" Count D asked sounding a little offended as he took a sip of his tea.

"Oh, come off of it D! You know exactly what it is I'm talking about! You sold them all some kind of weird…oozing…pet…or something and it kill the poor bastards! You know you did it, so confess!" Leon said, bringing out his handcuffs with one hand, though he took another bite of cake with the other.

D smirked a little as he shook his head. "I really have no idea what it is you're talking about. Yes, I did sell them all an animal, but what makes you think that it was my pets that killed them? Tell me."

"Fine," Leon said in a grumpy voice, "The first one, a Ms. Pongini, was found dead in her bathroom, blood all over the place! When the police found her she had already died of blood loss, but the weird thing was that the entire room was covered in this pink…pink goop or what not. Tell me that isn't strange!"

"Well, detective, seeing as you're on the police force, why don't you tell me what it is they found about this strange substance," D said, putting another slice of cake on his plate as he reclined back, not looking worried in the least.

"That's just it! No one could get a sample of it. The pink stuff was only there for a few seconds, and then if slowly…evaporated…or something," Leon trailed off, his enthusiasm lost. Apparently, upon hearing the details of the case out loud, even he began to see that it was a little odd.

"Oh, really? Evaporated? How…odd," Count D said, his voice filled with amusement. "Was that all?"

"No…no, it wasn't, now that you bring it up. All of her furniture was also missing and it looked like there were acid burns on parts of the walls."

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Groaning loudly, Raven slowly woke up, dragging herself up to her feet. Clutching the towel around her aching body tightly, she stepped out of the bathroom before her eyes widened and she screamed. Her living room was covered in a thick pink substance, smoke arising from it as it began to melt the furniture.

"What the hell is this stuff!" she screamed, inching away from it. Hearing a noise that made her blood run cold, she turned around and saw the goody warped face of a cat oozing down her wall.

"Me….e….ee…eoww…." the pink goop said in a gurgling voice. Raven's eyes widened as she felt faint. She was about to pass out again when she yelled at herself, "God damn it raven, don't close your eyes! This demon's made out of concentrated pink evil! Get your ass out of there, you punk!" With determination, Raven hopped from one piece of unconsumed furniture to another before she hopped out onto the fire escape and jumped down to the alley below, thanking God that she only lived on the second story and her downstairs neighbor was a crazy old lady that put pillows outside her window for stray animals to sleep on.

Getting up from the pillows, she realized that she was clothed in only a short bath towel and she also realized that her good friend Fwoosh was at the entrance to the alley looking like she was crazy.

Fwoosh was dressed in tight black pants and a loose, oriental style top; black with a silver dragon snaked around it and a long black coat. She looked at Raven incredulously with her piercing blue eyes before she sighed, taking her coat off and handing it to her life time friend. "Do I even want to ask?" Fwoosh said as Raven put the coat on and hugged her friend tightly, crying loudly from sheer fright as she thought about everything that had happened.

Fwoosh stood still for a moment before hugging Raven back. "Ok, ok…stop crying," she said gently before pulling raven away from her after a few moments and slapped her a few times," You're gonna ruin my shirt, ya pansy!"

"Oh, Fwoosh! I have the worst thing to tell you!" Raven said as she glanced back upstairs for a moment before taking Fwoosh's hand and running to her friend's apartment, now black and blue from her friend's cruel treatment. Fwoosh was a sadist and pyromaniac, but she was also the only person Raven trusted in the world. That would probably explain why she was clothed in nothing but a bath towel after jumping out from her fire escape only a few minutes ago from a sentient pink bubble gum cat from hell.

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Back upstairs, the chiffon pink cat looked out from where Raven had daringly jumped out from the fire escape. Behind its black glassy eyes, an insidious plot was already brewing.

-TBC-