Sorry this took so long... I have no excuse, I'm just a lazy bum. I'll try to be better, I promise.
Waffle sat at the window, looking outside. It was a beautiful day. There wasn't a cloud in sight, the sun shone brightly... perfect for playing. The gray kitten leaped off of the windowsill and bounded over Gordon. "Hey. Gordon! Wanna play?"
Gordon yelped, taken by surprise. Waffle was crouched down in a pouncing position with the usual goofy grin plastered on his face, obviously ready to unleash his energy. "Lad..." Gordon said with a sigh. He hadn't yet given up with the Scottish accent. He didn't even need to try anymore, it was just how he naturally spoke. "Laddie, I'm terribly sorry, but I was just about to curl up for a nap."
Waffle frowned. "You always nap, Gordon. Why don't you ever wanna play? Come on, come outside with me! We can run and chase things and-" Waffle was cut off by Gordon letting out a large yawn.
"Why don't you ask Blik?" Gordon suggested, his fatigue showing in his voice. "He's more into the chasing thing than I am... I think he's upstairs in one of the libraries..." Before Waffle could respond, his brother was fast asleep. He was mildly disappointed, but he didn't dwell on it. Surely Blik would want to play...
"NO!" Blik snapped at Waffle's endless begging.
"Come on it's boring in here I wanna go outside Gordon's asleep so it has to be you PLEASE?" Waffle's pleas came out in one breath. Like Gordon had said, Mr. Blik was indeed in one of the libraries. He had been trying to read in peace, but Waffle interrupted and wouldn't leave.
"Why do you need me to go outside, anyway?" Blik asked, obviously annoyed.
"What am I supposed to do all by myself?"
"You'll figure something out. Now leave me alone!" Blik picked up his book and resumed reading it.
"Fine..." Waffle muttered. "Fine!" His voice rose to a yell. "I can entertain myself! I'll have fun without you guys! You'll see!" He stomped out of the room, fuming. Blik merely rolled his eyes.
"Whatever..."
Waffle wasn't much more entertained outside than he was in the house. Normally when outside, he and his brothers would play tag or catch or something that required two people. Waffle had no experience with amusing himself. "I need someone to play with..." he muttered to himself. Sighing, he plopped under a tree, wishing he had a playmate. Suddenly, he sprung to his feet, seized by an idea. Who said that his brothers had to be his only friends? Why didn't he just look for a new friend? It didn't take much searching before Waffle decided on who he would ask. On the stairs of the house next to his were three teenage human boys, talking and laughing amongst themselves. Waffle dashed over to them and stared, grinning stupidly. "I'm Waffle! Wanna play?" he asked. He was bent in a pouncing position, his tail waving madly.
One of the boys glared. He was wearing a red jacket, and his skin was darker than that of the others. "What was that, cat?"
"I'm Waffle!" he repeated, his smile not failing in the slightest. "Wanna play with me?"
"Why would I want..." the boy started and trailed off. A wide smile appeared on his face. Waffle didn't notice that perhaps the look in this boy's eyes suggested that this smile wasn't entirely friendly. "Sure... Waffle, was it? Sure, we'll play. Name's Tad." He looked over at the largest of three boys. "Lunk! Go find the biggest stick you can and bring it over here." Lunk nodded and wandered off without a word.
"A stick?!" Waffle squealed in delight. "Are we gonna play fetch?" It may have been primarily a dog's game, but Waffle still enjoyed it. After all, it had chasing in it!
"Yeah, yeah. That's it. Fetch." Tad replied. Waffle could hardly contain his excitement. He was almost shivering in anticipation, unable to wait for the game to begin. Lunk came back and handed the stick to Tad. Waffle crouched down, waiting for the stick to be thrown, ready to run after it...
"Luther!" Tad barked. "Pin him down!"
"There we go! All set up for the first official meeting of the Unicorn Club!" Two houses away, a young girl was in her backyard, busy arranging one of the brightest, sparkle-filled displays ever seen. Scenes with toy unicorns were all over the place, as well as baskets filled with Easter grass and decorated with ribbons and glitter. A poster board which read "UNICORN CLUB" was nailed to a shed in the yard. The girl stepped back to admire her work...
...but she didn't have much time to do so. Her thoughts were interrupted by a loud yowling noise. The girl's head whipped around towards the sound. Her eyes were greeted by the sight of a small gray kitten attempting to squirm his way from a boy's grip. A larger boy was poking the poor thing with a large branch, taking delight in his cries. A third boy stood by and laughed at the whole thing.
"Stop that!" Waffle whined as the stick once again went into his side. "Stop! That hurts! This isn't fun!"
"Yes it is," Tad chuckled. "Fun to us, anyway. C'mon, Lunk, poke it again!" Lunk obeyed, causing Waffle to emit another squeal.
"Boys, it's lunchtime..." An elderly voice came from the home of the boys. "Tad, Lunk, Luther, it's time to come inside!" The old woman sounded as if she was talking to a group of kindergarten children rather than teenagers.
Tad groaned and rolled his eyes. "Ugh... looks like the fun's over... for now." He stared down at Waffle. "We'll be back, little guy..."
"Can't we take him inside?" Luther asked. "This one's great! It doesn't try to bite us or anything!"
"No..." Tad sighed. "Remember? The hag made us get rid of the last one. She hates pets... we'll just have to do this some other time." Luther frowned and let go of Waffle, who didn't take the opportunity to flee. He remained in place, cowering, as Luther, Lunk, and Tad went into their house. Shortly after they were gone, two hands came down and started lifting him into the air. Waffle didn't see who was picking him up, but he was still frightened from his previous encounter and attempted to escape.
"Shh, calm down, it's all right..." Waffle stopped panicking when he heard that voice. It didn't sound mean at all... he looked and saw a brown haired girl smiling at him. "Hello," she said. "I saw what happened... are you OK?"
Waffle nodded without saying a word. The girl continued to speak. "Do you have a home, little kitty?" Waffle nodded and pointed towards the mansion.
"Could you take me over there? Please?" Waffle asked.
"Of course. My name's Kimberly, by the way..." Kimberly walked toward the house, clutching the shivering ball of fur to her chest. There was little time between her ringing the bell and the butler's appearance at the door. Hovis looked down at the little girl who was holding one of Edna's cats. "Can I help you?"
"My name's Kimberly." She held Waffle up so that Hovis could take him. "I found him being hurt by a group of kids, and he asked me if I could take him to his house..."
"I see." Hovis grabbed the kitten from Kimberly's hands. "Is he hurt?"
"I don't think he has any cuts or anything... he just seems a little scared."
Waffle stared down at Kimberly. "Wanna come in and play?" he asked. "You can meet my brothers, too!"
"I'm sorry, but I can't..." Kimberly replied. "Today's the first meeting of The Unicorn Club, and it's at my house this time. I can't be late."
Waffle frowned. He wanted to play with his new friend, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to go to a club meeting involving unicorns. Kimberly noticed Waffle's disappointment. "I can come over tomorrow, though. How's that, kitty?"
Waffle smiled. "Sure!"
Kimberly began to walk away. "Bye!" she called and waved. Waffle waved back. As soon as Hovis closed the door, Waffle escaped from his hold and dashed off to find his brothers.
"YOU? Made a FRIEND?" Blik began laughing after Waffle finished telling him his story.
"I sure did!" Waffle said, not catching Blik's insulting tone. "Her name is... is..." Try as he might, he could not remember the name of the girl who had saved his life.
Blik interrupted Waffle's thinking. "And you say she's not a cat? She's a human?"
Waffle nodded. "Human... KIMBERLY!" He finally exclaimed. "That was her name!" Gordon then went into the room, curious as to what Waffle and Blik were talking about. "Whose name?" he questioned.
"My new friend," Waffle said. "There were these mean boys who started poking me and laughing, then they left and I couldn't move, but my new friend came over and she carried me home. She was really nice. She said she's gonna come over tomorrow to play with me! She can play with you guys, too!"
"I doubt I'll want to play with any friends of yours," Blik said.
"Come, now, lighten up, laddie," Gordon told Blik. "If this lass saved our brother, then surely she's a nice person." Seeing that Blik was unsatisfied with this answer, Gordon continued with something that Blik would probably agree with. "And think of it this way. If Waffle has a new friend to play with, he'll stop bothering you."
"Still doesn't mean I want to play with her..." Blik said.
DING DONG!
"It's eight in the morning... who on Earth could that be?" The ringing of the doorbell echoed through the house. Edna rose from her chair and went to answer the door. She wasn't sure where Hovis was, and she figured it might be faster for her to answer it herself than to wait for him. After opening the door, she glanced down to see a young brown haired girl.
"Hi," the girl said. "My name's Kimberly. One of your cats asked me to come over and play... is that all right?"
"Why of course," Edna responded. "So you're the one Waffle keeps talking about... apparently you saved him from a group of bullies?" Before Kimberly could say anything, Waffle appeared at the door. "It my friend! Hi!" he squealed, waving. He then called into the house. "Blik! Gordon! She's here!" Blik and Gordon came over, Blik a bit reluctant to. Edna chuckled. "Well, you four have fun... you can come on in." Edna stepped aside so that Kimberly could come into the house. Kimberly and the cats went further into the living room and positioned themselves on the floor.
"I'm Waffle," Waffle said, "and you know me." He then pointed at his brothers as he said their names. "This is Blik..."
"Hello, Blik," Kimberly greeted him.
"Hey." Blik's reply was as terse and uninterested as he could manage. He obviously didn't care to be there.
"And this is Gordon," Waffle continued, indicating his other brother.
"Hello, Gordon," Kimberly said, a smile on her face. She hoped that he'd show a bit more interest in meeting her.
Gordon didn't say a word. He couldn't even open his mouth, and even if he could, he wasn't sure if he'd be able to make any words come out of it. He wasn't sure why, but all of a sudden it felt as if his throat was tightening. He was... nervous? Yes, nervous. But why? She wasn't going to hurt him... Gordon decided to say something. But what if he said something stupid...? No. No use worrying about that. What was her name again? Waffle had said it the day before... ah, yes, now he remembered. It was a bit of a redundant name, really, but that was what she was called... Gordon stood, walked over to this girl that was making him so nervous, and held out his shaking paw. He tried to speak as confidently as he could, but his voice still quaked a little.
"Greetings. It's a pleasure to meet you, Human Kimberly."
Kimberly blinked. "Human Kimberly?" She began laughing. "That's cute... I like that!" She smiled. "If that's what you guys want to call me, then go ahead..." Despite her approval, Gordon slunk back to his seat blushing. He got her name wrong? This was awkward...
The cats and Kimberly sat for hours, not doing much more than talking. Kimberly spent a lot of time describing her meeting with the Unicorn Club, while Waffle talked about various mischief he and his brothers had gotten into, sometimes going too deeply into detail about some more embarrassing incidents. Blik only spoke to complain about Waffle telling certain stories, while Gordon stayed completely silent. He wanted to say something, but somehow he just could not. After making a fool of himself when it came to her name, he wasn't eager to saying anything else that may have been idiotic. Gordon did not quite understand why he was so nervous about this. He never worried about saying the wrong thing before...
At a short break in conversation, Kimberly looked up at the clock. "Geez, I've been here for a while now... I'd better get going."
Waffle frowned. "Aw, come on, please don't leave..." Gordon shared this same sentiment, even though he didn't voice it. As strange as she made him feel, for some reason, he didn't want her to go...
"I'm sorry, but I was supposed to be back home a while ago. I'll come back, I promise." She hugged each of the cats in turn. Waffle returned the hug eagerly, Blik was rather put off by it, and Gordon didn't even react. He wasn't sure how to. All he knew was that he rather liked this...
Kimberly let go and stood, rather sooner than Gordon would have liked. "Bye, guys!" She waved for a final time. Waffle was the only one who returned the gesture.
"Come back soon!" he called as Kimberly opened the door and left. Blik got up to close it, but not before shouting his farewell. "So long, HUMAN Kimberly!" His mocking tone was more of a taunt towards Gordon than Kimberly. He then slammed the door and turned, a smirk on his face. "So... you like her, don't you, Gordon?"
"Why would I not?" Gordon had finally returned to normal now that Kimberly had left. "She's a nice lass, and as I said yesterday, she saved our brother. She's done nothing that would make me not like her."
"I don't mean like as in not hate," Blik said. "I mean like as in... you know... LIKE." Blik's smirk grew wider. "Gordon has a GIRLFRIEND..."
"I most certainly do not!"
"Deny it all you want, you like her!"
Gordon hissed at Blik's accusations and jumped at him. Shortly the two brothers were rolling around on the rug, clawing and meowing.
"Oooh, wrestling!" Waffle eagerly leaped into the fray. The angry hissing soon stopped, but the brothers still continued the little tussle as a game.