Naming and Meeting Oliver
Side Note: Every thing like this is Greed talking, but it would usually be heard by everyone else as meows. And everything written in this is Oliver. And the whole idea of Oliver is based off of a Saria Cobraina's grandma's cat. Cuz from what I hear, he's a character!
"What's we naming him?"
"You sure it's a him?"
"Yeah, you can tell by how the face looks."
"Could be a shim like Envy…"
"What the hell is a shim?"
"SHIM, first two letters of SHe and the last two of hIM."
"Ah, thank you Saria."
Saria, Irene, and Martel were currently sitting at a table with Greedkittie sitting in the middle, purring away as he was petted.
"Dunno, how about Bob?"
"You name everything Bob."
"So?"
Like HELL your naming ME Bob
"Well what should we call him?"
"I wonder were Greed is??"
At the word 'Greed' the cats ears priced up.
"Just like you to say something random Saria." Irene commented.
"Yeah but still, usually he would be back by now and asking why Dorchet hasn't killed the cat yet."
"It's cuz you viciously attacked me with a rolled up newspaper…." Dorchet mumbled.
THWAP!
"OW! SEE WHAT I MEAN!" Dorchet yelled as he rubbed a new bump on his head.
"Well back to naming…"
"Hmmm…well what about naming him after a characteristic of his?"
"Yeah good idea Martel."
"So yeah gonna name him stupid or something?"
"No Dorchet, you have that one covered."
"Ouch, hard much Irene?"
"Why you…"
While Irene and Dorchet were fighting, Loa walked in and looked at the cat.
"It's still alive?"
"Yep…but I'm not too sure about Dorchet." Martel commented, pointing at Irene.
Loa just hmmed and walked away.
With Greedkittie
Okay, time to give hints on who I am.
With the rest of'em
Saria then got up and went to get something to drink, Greedkittie got up and sat down into her chair.
"Hey!"
Hehe my spot now.
Irene finished beating Dorchet into submission with a newspaper (man he seems to be getting that a lot) and took a bracelet off and put it down on the table, Greedkittie noticed and launched onto the table, grabbed the bracelet, and bolted off somewhere.
"HEY!"
Irene chased the kittie, and then reappeared under Irene's arm with her holding the bracelet in the other.
"Greedy little bastard…"
"GREED!"
"Huh?"
"Well call him Greed."
FINALLY! Now you catch on!
"Greed won't like this."
"Who? The cat?"
"No Greed."
"Yeah, why would the cat care?"
"NO! She means Greed Greed."
"Greed Greed?"
"You know the guy who sorta runs the place and considers everything his possession."
"Yeah, the cat."
"NO! The homunculus! Not the cat."
"But cats think that way to."
"They do?"
"Yeah, everything is theirs and their just letting us leave here and use their stuff cuz were servants to them."
"Yeah well…okay now I'm confused. But what I WAS trying to say is that Greed, as in the homunculus NOT the cat, will NOT like it that a cat is named after him."Martel explained
"Why?" Saria questioned
"Cuz he doesn't like cats."
"SERIOUSLY!"
"Yep."
"Man he has next to NO life…." Saria muttered.
HEY! I'm right here! Greedkittie practically yelled him his head as he jumped up on her lap.
"Hey there kittie kittie! Lie to be called Greed?"
"Meow"
"Cute little kitty kitty!"
"Meow" purr purr
"Can't you tell Saria is a cat person?"
"Oh yeah."
Later On, en route to Irene's house, With Irene, Saria, and Greedkittie
Irene unlocked the door and Saria walked in and put Greed down.
"WERE'S MY BUDDIE!"
Your buddy?
All of a sudden a black blur came rushing down the stairs and started bunking Saria's legs while purring and meowing.
HEY ASSHOLE! GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY GIRL!
Your girl? Ever hear of sharing.
Why YOU!
There was much hissing and snarling from Greed and this new cat. That Saria had to pick up Greed and calm him down.
"HEY! No fighting!"
Greed just glared at the cat from Saria's arms.
Saria then put him down and said, "Be nice!"
She and Irene then went off somewhere, probably the kitchen.
Hey, started a bit off on the wrong paw. So let's start with introductions. I'm Oliver.
Greed
Heh, you have the same name as that human that Saria keeps talking about. Oliver snickered as he started walking over to a window. Well other then that, welcome to my humble abode. What you see here is mine, and since I have a fellow feline here, what you see is mine and yours.
Seriously?
Yep, you sure you're a cat? That's one of our codes. Unlike the females, there always has to be a dominant one. And it another female doesn't abide to that one's rule, then all hell practically breaks loose.
Holy shit, that's the same here?
Yep, but their isn't one here, there is one next door….but all you have to do is stay off her lawn and everything is alright.
Well, you see, I'm not really a cat.
Huh? But you smell like one and look like one.
Yeah well, I don't really know how this happened…but yeah.
Dude…..
After many lazy moments and talking
"Putty TAT! Going now!"
Putty Tat? You gotta be shitting me.
Heh, something you gatta live with as a cat…is all the nicknames.
Well, if Irene ever takes you to a bar, and you see some guy with dashing good looks, feel welcome.
So basically look for the butt-ugliest human there?
Haha very funny
Greed allowed Saria to pick him up as she said her good-byes to Irene and left.