Berry growled in a satisfied tone, while his brother Tassel looked on from below. The prey beeped several more times, and a light flashed. Berry jumped onto it, and it beeped louder and faster, the light flashing out.
Are you sure about this? conveyed Tassel worriedly. The big people might get mad if it really does belong here.
Nonsense! retorted Berry. If it belonged here wouldn't it have been here before?
But the girl brought it in and left it here, protested Tassel. Maybe it's something important.
Or, maybe, it's something potentially dangerous that she doesn't understand its danger. We're saving the big people, here!
But what if… began Tassel, but Berry cut him off.
Hush. It's wounded. I've almost taken it down.
By now, even Tassel was getting slightly interested in the hunt. Why didn't it run? he wondered. It's almost as if it didn't know it was being hunted.
Of course it knew! exclaimed Berry. Why else would it have survived this long?
Tassel shook his head. He really had no idea, and suspected that his brother didn't either. He wished Berry wouldn't always pretend to know these things, but then, there wasn't much he could do about it.
Alright, but if the big people get mad…
Then it's not your fault at all, Berry assured him. They'll see that. You're not helping me any.
Tassel was slightly indignant at that, but knew that Berry was only trying to get him to agree, which he didn't want to do.
The door opened, and Tassel rushed forwards, eager to get a glimpse of the outside area that the kittens were never allowed in.
A foot blocked him, and a hand picked Berry up and away from his prey. It was the girl big person. She seemed sad, but what she said didn't make sense at all, just gibberish that sounded something like,
"You know you're not allowed on the table, Berry." Odd how the big people spoke gibberish all the time and expected cats to understand.
Is she sad? asked Berry. He knew Tassel understood these things better than him.
Yes, conveyed his brother. I don't know why. See if she'll tell you.
The girl big person carried Berry over to a sitting-place and sat down. Tassel scrambled over and climbed up onto her lap. The girl smiled sadly and buried her face in their fur.
Her next words were also gibberish. "I guess I'm just not cut out to be a Jedi, guys," she moaned. Tassel meowed, and she continued. "You remember those images I told you about seeing? Well, this one girl tripped me in class, she shoved her chair at my legs. She acted like she didn't mean to, but I know she did. After class, I went out, and showed myself some of the images to calm down."
Tassel wished he knew what she was talking about. It seemed important.
"I mean, I know they're not real. Sort of… what if they are? Never mind. The point is, every time something's wrong, I automatically go to those images, like a security blanket. It's stupid and un-Jedi-like. We're not supposed to have…" She trailed off, and stared into space, as if thinking.
The door swung open again, but this time the kittens were too busy trying to get the girl's attention to run for it. The tall big person came in, calling something that sounded like: "Tiv?" If that was supposed to get the girl's attention, it didn't. She continued to stare at the wall, unmoving.
Seeing her, the tall big person said something that sounded like "Sith!" and hurried over to the sitting place where they were.
Carefully pushing at her shoulder, he repeated the sound "Tiv" over and over again, sometimes mixed in with other sounds that may have been words to him. But she didn't answer, didn't move.
He was too late for his apprentice.
Short, I know. In case you didn't understand, the tall big person was Qui-Gon, and the girl big person was Tiv. A sitting place is a chair, and Tassel and Berry are Tiv's kittens. They were based off my kittens, who don't seem to think that it's odd to sit on my lap while I'm sitting at a desk or table. That means that they're under the table, and rather squished, but they don't seem to mind. Anyways, sorry about the cliffy, just couldn't help it. I'll try to get the next chappie up tomorrow or Friday, because on Friday evening, I'm leaving on vacation, which I've probably warned you guys about already. I don't have school Friday, but my parents might want help packing. Still, I'll have time before they get up! Well, have a happy today!