Newts P.O.V
The cat didn't cause any problems just like Newt promised, except for one little thing. Frypan didn't like having Callie in the kitchen.
Now this might not be a problem except that Callie seemed to know when food was cooking in the kitchen. And everytime she managed to escape to the kitchen before meals she was found under some random pot or hiding under the counter. Needless to say this irritated Frypan which in turn irritated Nick.
At the moment Callie was prowling through the fields chasing a butterfly, Newt thought it would be fine to leave her and mention the supplies for the Builders was low, to Nick.
He internally sighed, this was going to be a tough conversation. Nick took every opportunity to mention the problems of keeping Callie around and he would most likely blame Callie for the lack of supplies due to the small house they had built for her.
"I've looked over the supplies and based on recent damages in the barn and pig pens we might not have enough too-"
"It's because of that cat. We used half of this months supplies for the thing they built to keep her contained and the supid animal doesn't even stay in it."
"Hey! Two things, one: The thing was not meant to contain Callie, it was built so she had somewhere to stay at night. And two: Cats are actually smarter than you think and don't need to bloody be contained." Nick looked like he was about to explode out of anger. Newt slowly walked away giving Nick space and warning others to give him some space.
Newt went to find Callie again and found that she had caught the butterfly. In her mouth. When she saw Newt she ran over and sat proudly in front of him, the butterfly wing sticking out of a corner of her mouth. Newt shook his head and scooped the small cat into his arms.
"We don't eat butterflies," He said, picking the wing out of her mouth, "they'll make you sick." She nipped at his finger and jumped from his arms, having seen some other interesting object to attack. Newt got back to work in the fields, checking every now and then to make sure Callie didn't go near the walls.
The Runners came back and Callie disappeared. Frypan called for dinner. That makes sense. She always knew when food was being made. Everyone put things away, cleaned up and headed towards the kitchens for dinner. Once everyone had gotten something and dispersed to sit, Frypan came over to Newt.
"She was in the kitchen again," He said, setting Callie in Newt's lap.
"You don't seem so mad this time." Newt noted, he pet Callie between the ears. Fry shrugged.
"Nah, she's kinda cute. I'm getting used to her, and it's not like she does anything but sit there and watch me." He scratched the cat under her chin and walked away.
"I guess you aren't in that much trouble this time, lucky you." Newt said to Callie. She mewed and butted her head against his shoulder asking for pets, Newt obliged then set a bit of food on the floor for her and ate his dinner.
As people passed to put their plates away they occasionally would lean down to pet the small cat and then move on. Callie responded with purrs and the occasional affectionate nip, it seemed she loved the attention.
Hello! Thank you all for reading! Sorry that this took soooooooo long, we moved and I didn't have internet for like 2 weeks and I also had no ideas. Happy Pride month! I personally am not an LGBT+ member but I fully support those who are. Again, sorry that this took so long to update and sorry that it's so short. I'm going to try updating more often. Have a Lovely Life!