Chotto Ippuku
Chapter 8: I Hear He's Not That Bad…
He sat in the library of Castle Aquaria all day. He didn't even seem to be reading anything, let alone practicing his skills at alchemy. In fact, all he seemed to be doing was sitting. Perhaps brooding, perhaps thinking of someone. But he was most definitely not reading. Or practicing. As was most definitely established already.
If there were any mind readers in the halls of Castle Aquaria, they would have known that the man was neither brooding nor thinking of someone. In all actuality, Mackwell, the man who could perfect a scowl and keep it on, who never smiled, was thinking about his numerous pet cats.
He had eight of these aforementioned cats, and he wuved them with all of his heart, yes he did! (For best results, insert manly squeals here.) In fact, he wuved Snuggles, Fluffy, Mittens, Snowball, Sooty, Peaches, Bubbles, and Cheese Puff. He wuved them all so much that he would often skip work just to be near them. The cats, on the other hand, were very catlike and didn't care either way. But Cheese Puff absolutely hated the man. Halfway because of her name, halfway because Mackwell was just plain scary.
It came as no surprise that Mackwell decided to smuggle his cats into the workshop one day. He hid them in his clothes, in a bag he'd never had before, anywhere he could. He let them out only after making sure that he was completely alone, and then began to work in the comfort of his cats. They tended to stay far away from him, though, being scared of the man and what his job was. He mixed and molded, his mind on things that weren't work, but rather things with seven stereotypical pet names and one just plain stupid one.
Because of this, it came as no big surprise when the whole workshop blew sky high. The cats were fine, though. No hard feelings.
Kyone
1.29.06
I am so sorry. Really. It's been forever since I updated this story, and if you need to be violent to make yourselves feel better, go right ahead. Um…about this one. It just came out. If it's severely lacking, please tell me.
But I would like to mention that ever since I posted this story a year ago (the 1-year anniversary was, like, three days ago), there have been more inventor-centric fics. I like to think that I, a mere thirteen-year-old authoress (at that point, mind you), started this inventor boom, so it'd be nice to know. If any of you inventor writers got your inspiration from me, please let me know. I don't want credit, just to know I did something good.
Oya, do review. You already read, I'm sure, so telling you to read and review would be a tad redundant. So review.