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"Oh, it's only a cat. Whew! Aw, hey there little fellow."
Sam turned around to see her friend towering about four feet above her! She jumped alarmed, hair bristling. Spotting her friend's recognizable red beret, usual yellow sweater, and cargo pants, her still lilac eyes widened. Tucker! All at once she began screaming loudly at him loudly at what had happened. All that came out though, was loud yowling.
"Tucker! Where's Danny? I need to talk to him. Something horribly wrong has just happened! You see, there was this ghost who was all like "I hate people like you!" and then sprinkled me with this dust but then Danny came and beat her up but then the next morning I went to the bathroom and then suddenly I'm like this! Tucker are you listening!" "Meow mew, mew, reow mya nya meow reeeoow! YOWL?"
Tucker stood. He let out a confused look that looked more like freaked out kind of look. He took out his cell phone and talked to it.
"Sorry Danny. No, it wasn't a ghost. All though I thought it was. I just ran into a stray black cat is all. Really strange. It started spazzing out once it saw me. It's still here too. Hey, weird. It has purple eyes. Huh? Yes, like Sam," he drabbled on, completely ignoring the still frantic feline. "Are you close yet? I thought we were supposed to go to the Nasty Burger already."
"Of course," Sam figured, "Always meat on your mind. Can't anyone tell I'm in a crisis?'
A slight chill went in the air. Both Tucker and Sam twisted around. Just then, Danny appeared in ghost form before them. It was so creepy to Sam to see Danny so huge looking compared to what she was used to. His features were enlarged and with her vision so greatly increased, she could see everything. Everything. Flawless. Shaking out her thoughts, she remembered her main objective.
"Jeesh Tuck. Alright I'm here already," he grumbled a bit annoyed. Looking down he spotted a furry midnight feline. He looked into its skewed pupils. "Tucker, you're right. They are violet like Sam's. "Danny transformed back into his mortal self and stood next to Tucker, both peering at it.
"Danny! It's me Sam! Don't you remember that ghost you fought at my house yesterday? I think she did this to me! Danny? Danny! Wait, can you even understand me?" she mewed. "Meow! Mew, mew, mew! Meow reow mow ryao? Meow! Mew? Mew! Ryeow reao?"
Danny just looked at Tucker.
"You're right. It is a spazz cat!" he retorted. Both of them laughed. "It is one exotic cat though, don't you think?"
"Yeah, I suppose," Tucker, replied bored. "That depends if you're a cat person or not. Hey! I just thought of something dude. What if…"
"Yes?"
"If we gave this cat…"
"Yes?"
"To VLAD!"
Sam froze up. Vlad! Why on earth would they do that? Would they be as so cruel to a poor animal like herself - or any animal, as to give them to that heartless of a man? She remembered the times where Danny had told her and Tucker about his 'vacation' with his mom to Vlad's domain. He had told Vlad to try Internet dating after his mom rejected his offer to dump Jack for him. Also how he suggested getting a cat. She knew she would just kill herself if that should ever happen. Then again, maybe Vlad would kill her instead. He might figure out that she was really Sam Manson and then dispose her being one of Danny's friends. Oh, the drama.
Tucker and Danny started cracking up hysterically. After awhile, both the boy's settled down. Danny wiped away an imaginary tear.
"Nah," he chuckled, "We'd probably be arrested for animal abuse."
Sam sighed with relief.
"Come on dude. Let's get cracking. I'm hungry!" Tucker finally said. Walking past Sam, they headed off to the fast food restaurant.
'Wait! You can't just leave me here!' she called out, forgetting they couldn't understand her. Curses.
Scampering towards them she let out a hiss. When that didn't work, she ran beside the sidewalk keeping an even pace with their fast walk. They still wouldn't pay attention to her! 'Good grief,' she thought. Skittering between Danny's legs, she rubbed up against him weaving in and out of his legs. He stopped surprised and listened to her purring.
"Dude, that thing just loves you," Tucker scowled. Sam glared right back at him.
"It's a stray right? Hey, maybe I can keep it!" Danny said hopefully. Just then he thought of his parents. They probably would have checked it for any paranormal activity or try experiment on it. He also thought about how often would he spend time with it, or have time to feed or properly take care of his new pet. Besides, his sister Jazz was allergic anyway…oops. The idea died…
"Come on! Just forget about it. Let's keep moving," Tucker whined. Having their attention now, Sam padded in front of them and flicked her tail forward. She was trying to signal them to follow her.
"Hey, I think it wants us to follow it," Danny stated. Yes! Scuttling past them, she rushed off to the direction of her house. Tucker rolled his eyes. Knowing they wouldn't get the chance to eat anytime soon, he ran along side Danny who was already following the mysterious cat.
It didn't take very long before Sam had arrived to her house. Looking back, she soon saw Danny and Tucker panting behind her. They really needed to work out. She scratched at the front door. Locked. She went down the steps to reach the side of her house. She looked up at the window she had previously jumped out of in confusion. Jumping onto a small ledge, she leaped charmingly through the space and landed outside.
"Sam's house? What's it doing leading us here?" Danny questioned. They both shrugged. He grabbed Tucker and phased through the building and flew up to the room Sam was in. They saw the cat curiously looking at the surroundings. They watched it scamper down the hallway and soon enough, to Sam's room. They've only been downstairs last time. Unless you counted Danny, who previously took a visit there the day before, this was fairly new.
"Man, Sam's room is pretty sweet! Well, for a Goth," Tucker exclaimed.
With Sam's new cat nose, which was highly sensitive (she realized now that her room kind of stank) she nudged open her bathroom door. She sprung inside. With Danny and Tucker at her tail (literally) they entered inside with her. The two boys were looking around. It was pretty spacious. It had a big mirror with a little seat. Before it was thousands of products of haphazard make-up things. All were black and purple though. Sam spotted her clothes. Before she started running around like a maniac, she had to wriggle out of her clothes that she shrank out of. Sam thought would happen in her fifties. Meowing to her friends, she put her paw on her clothes. Danny picked the garments up.
"Whoa, I never knew Sam was a slob," he said. He yet out a little yelp as he threw the clothes away from him as he soon realized her bra was in the heap. Sam let out an exasperated mew. "Oh! I got it!" Danny screamed.
'Finally,' Sam smiled.
"What this cat is trying to tell us is that it's really…a cat that Sam rescued from some animal cruelty thing!"
'WHAT!' "MEOW!"
"See, it even agrees with me! What a smart cat. Well, now. Off to the Nasty Burger!" He yelled. He grabbed Tucker fazed through the building. Sam stared at the wall where her two idiotic friends went through. Why was it that bother were such idiots? 'Although Tucker is on a much greater level,' thought Sam. 'This is getting so tiring.'
Sam trotted out of her bathroom and jumped out the same window she jumped in. She felt a sudden rush of wind brush against her fur as she was jumping off. It felt so good; she closed her eyes letting it take her in. A sudden crash disrupted her joy. Pain seared through sensitive feline stomach. Getting up, she swayed side to side. 'Ow, ow, ow! I thought cats landed on their feet!" she mewled. Still feeling achy, she padded along the sidewalk.
She knew perfectly well where the Nasty Burger was. Knowing Tucker and Danny, she knew she could take her time getting to the fast food restaurant. Her claws scratched the sidewalk each paw step of the way. The fear and insecurity she felt seemed to activate this feature. Sam couldn't find a way t retract them. She stopped at an intersection. There were many people waiting to cross the sidewalk. When the sign said 'Go' for pedestrians, she looked left, right, and then crossed with all the other humans. The people stared in awe at the baffling law-obeying cat.
Running along and not feeling as much throbbing as before, Sam found herself going past Amity Park. Scents seemed to fly up her nose. The smell of damp grass and a fragrance of warmth surrounded her. She sneezed and moved along. Just when she was just about to pass the park, a twittering caught her keen eye. It moved in a sort of frantic fashion with bright colors streaming the sky. Sam stopped and stared at it. The brightly patterned creature flitted back and forth, as if taunting her. It swam in the air, landed on Sam's muzzle, and then swam away. It…looked…so fun! Swatting a paw in the air in attempt to catch it, she failed. Oh, no! It was going away!
'Come back butterfly!' Sam yowled.
Completely forgetting about her objective, she happily chased the winged insect. All her senses were concentrated on the floating animal that always seemed to elude her grasp. It waved back and forth then raced to the sun. Sam looked up to the sky and could no longer spot it. The sun blinded her.
'Farewell…'
An earsplitting shriek rang in her ears. With wide violet eyes, she gazed as a monster with blaring white eyes approached her. Sudden panic made her heart beat fast. Without standing on the cement road like a stunned dear, she jumped on the muzzle of the monster and then on its back. The metallic coat of the creature made Sam's balance on it shaky. The metal monster started to slow. When Sam reached composure she spotted herself and a row of other similar monsters on the road. Cars.
Just before her eyes laid the Nasty Burger. It was some distance ahead but with some thought, there was a solution. Her hind legs crunched with unreleased energy. With one bound, she leaped car to car. She stumbled on a SUV but continued jumping. About one more car length ahead and she would be at her destination! Once again Sam hurdled. Sam soon found out that there was not much space on this car.
Suddenly, the placemat she was on began moving frantically left, right, up, and down.
"What the heck is on my head? It's a damned cat! Get off! Get off!" the man below her bellowed. He reached on top of his head and groped for the cat.
'Hey, back off, bub! Get your filthy hands off me! Hey! – HEY! Don't touch me there! Fine, fine! I'm getting off,' she hissed. Springing off the man's helmet she gave him a quick scratch and scampered off.
Fur ruffled and panting, she had finally approached the door of the dreaded animal-killing establishment that was the Nasty Burger. She lifted her paw and licked the back of it. She froze after rubbing her paw over her head. 'Ah! Gross!' she thought. She rubbed it over her head again quickly. Sam butted the door open with her head and slipped her body through. She went around the area looking for her two friends. There! She had spotted them.
'Tucker! Danny!' "Meow! Nya!" Sam cried. She padded forward.
"Yo, Danny I'm stuffed," Tucker said to Danny. He yawned. "I'm going to head back home 'kay?"
Danny yawned in response. "Yeah, well I'm going to head over to the park for a bit."
"Alright dude. See ya!" The two waved and walked out of the establishment.
'Wait! Tuck! Danny!' Sam meowed exasperated. Why the chase?
"Hey! Get out of here you mongrel! No animals allowed!" a voice shouted. Sam stubbornly turned around to see a hefty women towering above her with a broom held in her hands. The woman raised it above her head and let it crash down to the floor. Sam hurriedly got out of the way before the 'weapon' attacked her. Jumping side to side she tried her very best not to get caught in the clutches of the employee. Sam jumped in the hair and bounced of the lady's stomach and landed on a table. The whole restaurant was in a frenzy trying to avoid the psychotic women with the deadly broom. The lady ran to the back of the counter and took out multiple frying pans. With a steady aim she threw the metal pans across the room in attempt to stop the agile feline. Sam dodged all of them except the last that hit her square on her tail. She yowled in pain and stopped in her tracks.
"I've got you now you filthy animal…" the women whispered with one last swoop of her frying pan, she let it plummet down. She saw nothing but table. "Rats!" she cursed to the air.
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All this chasing, dodging, jumping was making Sam entirely tired. She breathed heavily on every paw step she made. The park. Another destination. Danny would be there but what he could do? She didn't think she'd have the strength to try anything that would give him a clue as to who she really was. Her mind was dizzy with thought. What to do what to do? There. She had finally arrived at the park.
It didn't take long for her to find Danny. He was on a hill lying in the grass sleeping. It was to be expected. Sam thought it hard not to find Danny full ghost because by now surely he would die of exhaustion. Not much sleep accompanied his life. The grass swayed in the breeze along with some of Danny's hair. He seemed to have a slight smile on his face. 'Dreaming,' Sam figured as she collapsed beside him. Looking fondly at his face for a moment, she licked his cheek. Her tail curled up against her body as she slept beside her friend.
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A cold breeze lapped against Sam. Blinking slowly she got up groggily. She stretched her body and yawned revealing sharp white fangs. Moonlight rays warmed the trees with its embrace as the breeze's cold breath teased them. Sam looked beside her and found an empty patch of green grass. 'Home…' she concluded. With the night illuminated by her vision it was easy to drive herself to Danny's monstrous looking house. Climbing up the fire escape she found the window locked. Naturally. By judging at the moon's position she assumed it midnight. She peered through the window and saw Danny sleeping on his bed without the sheets on him. Her eyelids started to bat as she drifted into sleep on the window's ledge.
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