Greed is ACTUALLY Greed
Yeppers peoples! I have FINALLY gotten around to updating this story. Be proud. And look at my profile. I have changed a few things, mostly because this site wiped out the whole thing and I had to re-make it. So there are some new things there you might wants to look at. SO NOW ON WITH THE STORY!!!!
It has been only a few minutes since Saria got back to the bar with Greed, and Greed was beginning to think that it wasn't so bad being a cat. That is…until around dinner time.
"Hey Martel! We have any cat food?"
Cat food?
"No…hell I don't think we even have any fish."
Wait, there planning on feeding me THAT shit….okay….maybe being a cat has its down sides.
Dorchet was sitting at a near by table eating a sandwich…and Greed kitty got a sly look on his face. He leisurely wandered over and started yowling.
"DORCHET!!! Are you bothering the cat again?" Saria yelled as she ran from the kitchen with a rolled up magazine.
"What? NO!" Dorchet said, in a scared and nervous voice as he launched out of his chair and ran through the door way and up the stairs. With Saria hot at his heels.
Bon appetite, Greed thought as he jumped up on the tabled and started to pick at Dorchet's sandwich. After 20 minutes, Dorchet came down the stairs, with a few lumps on his head.
"Well…at least I can still eat my…..SANDWICH!!!!" Dorchet yelled as he saw what used to be a sandwich, which was now just two pieces of bread that have been nibbled at, no meat in it anymore, and whatever else was on it was also nibbled at.
"Why you little fluff ball of EVILNESS!!!!!"
"DORHCET!!!! SIT!!!!"
Dorchet grumbled and sat down on a chair, never stopping the glare he was directing at a bored looking Greed kitty.
Some odd minutes later
Saria was setting up some bottles on a table near a window when Irene launched though, scaring Saria and a sleeping Greed (who was curled up in a little fluffy ball on a chair at the table).
"HI!!!! What-ca doing?"
"Well, as soon as I can start breathing again I'll tell you." Saria said, "Okay, you know how Amber as been nagging me to make her a stain glass sticky thing?"
"Yeah."
"Well she finally threatened me enough today to motivate me into action."
"Had a feeling that was going to happen soon."
And while they were having this conversation, Greed was calming sitting, and thinking:
Okay, I have decided that it would be nice to be me again, but how the HELL am I gonna communicate? Whenever I say something all they hear is 'meow'. And there is no chance in hell that I'm gonna eat cat food. And I get the feeling that Dorchet won't be eating anymore sandwiches around me anymore…and I'm just glad Kimbley hasn't shown up yet. He was WAY to much fun target practicing with the strays around here. And it will take more that just a rolled up newspaper to get HIM to stop. So think….think…..think…..
Around this time Saria was all ready taking out the colors, one of them being black. And Dorchet came in, grumbling, and saw Greed kitty jump up on the table.
"DEMON SANDWICH EATING CAT!!!"
"DON'T BE MEAN!!!" Saria yelled back and grabbed a little wooded stick (which Irene brought with her) and started to chase Dorchet around.
Hmmm what's this? Greed thought as he knocked one of the bottled over with his tail, he walked over, stepping on the bottle, and squirting some of the paint out.
Sniff, sniff, Ewwww this stuff stinks, he thought as he touched it with his paw, Ah great! Now I got it on my foot, he started to wipe it off, only leaving a great black smear on the table top.
Hey….I think I got an idea. Now what to write…
After much thinking he wrote something. And at a good moment to, cuz Saria was walking back with a VERY happy look on her face.
"Showed him a thing or two…now what-ca doing kitty?" Saria said as she pick Greed kitty up. "Ah you little monster! You got into my paint."
"And he wrote something."
Martel walked over, and said "Who wrote what?"
"Greed."
"Greed's back?"
"Nope, the cat Greed."
"Oh…you really need to think up a new name….cuz it's confusing."
"But the cat can't write."
Irene looked at the table, looked shocked and re-read what was there.
"I think that IS Greed."
"Huh?" Saria and Martel both said.
They then both looked on the table and saw:
"God damnit people!!! I'M GREED!!! You turned me into a ferkin' cat! Now turn me back before Kimbley returns!"
"Before Kimbley returns?"
"Kimbley uses stray cats and dogs for target practice." Martel said.
"What an evil son of a bitch."
"So does this mean the Greed is ACTUALLY Greed?" Dorchet asked, walking over rubbing his head.
"Yep."
Yeah I know, pretty damn short…but now there is only one chapter left before this story is DONE!!! Which probably means you good people will just have to wait…what? Another few months till I update it?? I dunno
-Love Cranberries