I know that originally, my Kid Vs Kat Fanfiction (Love Thy Enemy) was an intended one shot; easy slash. But I received so many emails requesting that I should continue to write it (It touched my heart that so many of you guys loved it!) After over a year of deciding what I should do, I have decided to continue the story from where I left off in chapter one.
I hope you guys are ready to embrace the next chapters of this twisted love/hate story.
I do not own Kid Vs Kat. Shit would go DOWN if I did.
Crunch.
Cooper shoved a spoonful of breakfast cereal into his mouth, rotating his jaw in a circular motion, grinding up the sugar-coated flakes as fast as he could.
"Coop, you shouldn't eat so fast." Burt Burtonburger said from behind his newspaper, his be-spectacled gaze fixed on Cooper over the paper folds.
Coop quickly swallowed his current mouthful and spoke to his father in a reasoning manner, "But, Dad, I want to go to Dennis' place to get some more practice before the soccer team try-outs!" and without waiting for his father's response, he shovelled another spoon of cornflakes into his mouth.
His father sighed, smiling to himself, and went back to reading.
Coop finished his bowl and slurped down the remaining milk just as Millie skipped in holding Mr. Kat, who looked extremely unpleased with the frilly, yellow bonnet that Millie had placed on his head.
"Aww, look who's all dressed up!" Coop teased as he struggled to hold in a giggle which was pressing against the back of his throat.
Kat hissed distastefully at Coop, his black eyes narrowing to slits, threatening Coop in his own alien-language.
"Hello, Daddy!" Millie said, stepping on her tip-toes to kiss her father on the cheek.
"Good morning, Pumpkin." Burt replied, leaning down a little so that Millie could reach him, "I see you've already dressed Mr. Kat."
"Yes! Me and Mr. Kat are going to play house today!" She squealed in delight, "I'll be the mummy, Mr. Kat is the baby and Coop can be the-"
"No thanks, Millie. I'm going to Dennis' this morning. Soccer tryouts and all." Cooper said, cutting Millie off, jumping down from his chair and running up stairs.
"Hmph!" Millie huffed and placed Mr. Kat on the ground, who took it as his opportunity to escape. He ran out of the kitchen and into Old Lady Munson's backyard, where he had placed a vial containing a clear fluid inside of one of her gnomes earlier that morning. He lifted the gnome up with one paw and placed the vial behind his ear, inside of the bonnet. He quickly sprinted back into the kitchen, before Millie had noticed his absence.
"Dad!" Cooper called from his bedroom, throwing his soccer ball and team shirt into his sports bag, "Can you please fill up my bottle for me?"
"Yeah okay, Coop." Burt said, putting his newspaper on the table and taking Coop's blue drink bottle from the bench. He put placed it under the tap and turned the water on. "Mille, before you play with Mr. Kat, you should probably have something to eat."
"Ok, Daddy!" Millie said, jumping up onto Coop's chair and proceeded to pour a bowl of cornflakes for herself.
Burt turned off the tap and placed Coop's drink bottle on the bench. Humming to himself, he sat back down at the table, reopened the newspaper and continued to read. Taking it as his only chance to act, Kat jumped onto the counter and quickly undid the drink bottle lid. He removed the vial from behind his ear and uncorked the top. He looked back at the table to check if Millie or Burt had noticed his location and pricked his ears to upstairs so he could hear what Coop was doing. He was in the middle of getting changed into his training shorts. Kat grinned and poured the clear liquid into Coop's bottle, closed the top and jumped underneath the table just as Cooper ran back into the kitchen.
"Where's my drink bottle, Dad?" He said; his sports bag slung over his shoulder and his shoe laces half done up.
"On the bench, Sport. Good luck!" Burt replied, without looking back at Coop. He grabbed the bottle off the counter and threw it into his bag, then leant down to tie up his shoe laces. While his fingers worked their way through the thin fabric, Coop heard Kat giggling to himself.
"What's up with you, ugly?" Coop said, frowning at his sister's alien pet. Mr. Kat simply smiled at Coop and shrugged his shoulders. He turned around and walked away, tail up in the air.
Funny, Cooper thought while finishing the final bow on his right foot. He didn't have time to think about Kat at the present, however, because soccer is what really mattered right now!
"Okay!" He called, making his way down the hall, "See you Dad, bye Millie!"
Cooper jumped out the door and onto the street, jogging towards Dennis' house.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Kat whispered into Coop's ear. His hands were on top of Coop's, holding them firmly behind Coop's back, Kat leaning against the school boy's slight body frame, almost hugging him. They were standing on top of Kat's ship, staring at the yellow sunset which was spoiled only by the cloud cover that painted the horizon in wisps of white and shades of slate, allowing only small streaks of sunlight to come through, almost all of which shone directly onto Coop's face, turning his skin gold and his dark brown hair into a tangle of chocolate, caramel and auburn.
Coop didn't answer. He didn't want to.
Angry at Coop's silence, Kat began to dig his nails into Coop's flesh, carving long, dark red streaks in the back of his hands, making his mark on the boy like he had countless times before.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Kat said again behind gritted teeth, his breath warm in Coop's ear. Coop, however, still wouldn't answer. He was determined not to mutter a word; he had sworn not to let Kat know that it hurt.
Kat, growling in frustration, lent forward and bit into Coop's ear.
"Ah!" Coop cried, but then immediately silenced himself, biting his tongue. Kat smiled; a reaction at last.
Coop had been quiet ever since Kat had taken Coop's lips for himself, aside from the few occasions when Kat caught him crying into his shirt, his voice muffled and moaning; the grief of Burt, Millie and Dennis' death was still fresh – and would probably continue to be. Kat had no regrets though, it had to be done.
He knew that they'd want to take Coop away from him.
"Don't you like that, Cooper?" Kat said, unlatching himself from Coop's ear and kissing the location where it started to bleed.
Then, leaning back, Kat sat down dragging Coop down with him. He separated Coop's hands and brought them to his chest, locking Coop into hug, Kat pressing hard so that he could feel Coop's soft organs squish together, screaming in protest. Coop shuttered, the pressure almost suffocating him.
It had been three days since Kat's army came to Earth.
Three days since Kat had killed the Burtonburger family and Dennis.
Three days since Coop decided that he wasn't going to fight anymore.
It was frustrating at first, knowing that he could've stopped this and everything would be back to the way it was before; playing video games, going to school, talking with Dennis, skateboarding, arguing with Millie, doing jobs for Dad, running from Old Lady Munson, avoiding Phoebe and hanging out with Fiona at the park. But Coop's frustration wore down into self-pity and remorse. He already missed everything so sorely and the pain of knowing nothing would ever be the same way again was excruciating.
Coop felt hot tears run down his throat, their burning presence a constant reminder of where he was; with the thing that he hated most in the world, no, the universe.
Mister Kat.
Let me know if you're enjoying story thus far! I plan to continue to write flashbacks at the beginning of each chapter, just to cover some story ground. I probably won't update for another three weeks or so because I'm writing this story while balancing study and drawing commissions. PM me any ideas, I'm always open for some suggestions!
Another big shout out to everyone who emailed me, you have no idea how much it means to me.
Cheers, kids!