This chapter is based off of my cat, who's the neediest one I know. Everyone remember Cuddles? If not, go back to Day 228.
Regina glanced behind her and saw Cuddles hot on her trail, trotting along happily behind her. She rolled her eyes, going into the bathroom and quickly shutting the door. For once, she wanted to go to the bathroom alone.
Shutting the door, Regina groaned as she saw a little paw slip under the door, trying to get her attention. "I am not letting you in." She got a meow in response.
Sighing, Regina opened the door to let Cuddles in. If she didn't, they'd just be adding more claw marks to the door.
"You are such a pain in the ass, did you know that?" Regina asked. Cuddles just meowed before jumping up onto the sink and looking at Regina impatiently.
"No way," Regina said. "I am not turning the water on and letting you play because then you'll just get all wet and freak out."
"Are you talking to the cat?" Emma asked. "And why are you in the bathroom?"
"Well I was going to go the bathroom but Cuddles decided that he needed to tag along," Regina said. "Now I guess I'm just stuck with furry-butt here."
Emma laughed before walking in and picking up Cuddles. "Come on. Let's go find something else to do besides annoy Regina."
As she watched them go, Regina could have sworn she saw Cuddles wink at her.
A couple hours later, Regina was making dinner. It wasn't a special occasion so she didn't have to go all out, but it was still nice. Looking at the recipe, Regina realized that she needed the shredded cheese from the fridge.
She turned around to get it, only to almost trip over Cuddles; who was happily sitting very close to her feet.
"What are you doing?" Regina asked. "I could have tripped over you. Then we both would have been hurt."
Cuddles just looked at her and slow blinked before standing up and rubbing on her pant leg. Regina groaned as she looked at her black pants now covered in white fur. "Great."
Meowing again, Cuddles plopped down right at Regina's feet, rolling from side to side on the floor. His purr was going like a lawn mower, and he was kneading the air.
Regina chuckled before bending down to pet him. He really was cute, just a pain during times like these where Regina had something that she needed to get done. Then, Cuddles was great at being in the way.
"Why is there a pot full of food on the stove without someone to watch it?" Emma asked.
Regina stood up from the floor, brushing off her hands on her pants. "Right here."
"Why were you on the floor?" Emma asked. "And covered in a lot of cat hair."
"You can blame Cuddles for that one," Regina said. "He's been following me around all day, so I figured that meant that he probably wanted attention. Hopefully now he leaves me alone."
"Aww, he's like your little baby duck," Emma said. "He's following you around everywhere like you're his mommy. We should dress him up in a duck suit!"
Cuddles meowed from the floor as if telling her there was a fat chance that was going to ever happen.