Summary: Catboy Curtis strikes again. Drabbles for the boy and his feline adventure

(A.N. Random Christmas story for Catboy. Story goes out to Mickeycuteknight who has been favoriting a lot of my stories lately. thank you so much. I love everyone who is following and reading this story. And its 13 following right now. And that is so much for me. *and 809 views* thank you so much everyone! you are the reason i write these and have modivation to continue to do so!
-AndrewStorm)

Drabble 4- Cat Fight

"I could leave!" Pony yelled angrily at Dallas. The blonde was standing with a hateful look in his eye. He stared down at the angry neko. The brunette's tail lashed from side to side, thrashing with his emotions.
"Like hell you could." Dally snapped back "What about your heats, Mate?" Pony hissed at the word.
"I would just go to a whorehouse every day that week. Do you have any idea how much money i could make?" Pony hissed, the idea now fresh in his mind.
"You wouldn't dare" Dallas growled.
"Try me" Pony whipped around and grabbed his hat on the way out the door.
He was far away from Dallas's house, shivering from the cold when a car pulled over beside him.
"Need a ride?" A slightly nice sounding Tim broke into the neko's fierce thoughts. Pony turned to look at the dark haired male. He huffed, a bit happy to see a smiling face in his eyes. He could still picture his Mates angry face, and he sighed in defeat.
"Thanks" Pony opened the door and got into the warm new sports car. He laid back, sinking into the seat. Pony was glad that he had taken his hat when he left the Blondes. He had it fitted over his ears and his tail was tucked into his pants.
"What are you doing all the way out here? With no jacket and a scowl on your face? If looks could kill you would be a serial killer" Tim laughs at his own joke. Pony crosses his arms over his chest and slums into the seat.
"Me and Dally fought." He said with his lip out in a scowl.
"oh. I'm sorry. Where do you want to go?" Tim asked, sobering up.
"Home I guess." the neko huffed, throwing his head back.


Pony got home and stomped into the room, making as much noise as possible.
"For a cat, you aint stealthy." Steve commented, walking into the living room, a coke in hand. He saw Pony's heated expression and backed off. Pulling a defensive look in his eyes.
"I need..." Pony raked his hands through his hair, about to say 'Dally' "A drink." he goes into the kitchen. Soda is in there, humming as he cooks. There was a mess in his sink, bowls, spoons and multiple other things, Pony didn't even know he owned that many measuring cups.
"Hiya Pone." Soda greets him, still humming.
"What are you making?" Pony asked, coming to look over Soda's shoulder. He was mixing something red in a bowl.
"Cookies. it is almost Christmas." with that, Pony broke down crying. Soda turned to hold his brother, ignoring the mess of flour, sugar, and frosting.
"Me... and Dally... fought. A-and I don't *hic* know what i am going to *hic* do for Christmas. He was go*hic*ing to take me up to the city *hic* to see the big tree and *hic* lights" Pony sobbed, stammering and hiccuping.
"Why don't you go back and talk to him. What did you fight about?" Soda asked.
"I... I don't even remember." it dawned on Pony. After the breakdown he had to idea why the couple had fought. "Oh, we were watching that new *hic* movie, Frosty the Snow Man, and the *hic* snowman wanted to get the little girl warm, so he went into *hic* the greenhouse to warm her up. And Dally *hic* said he wouldn't have. And i said what if it was *hic* me and he said he wouldn't even then. *hic*" Pony sniffled, still crying with hiccups.
"Oh, baby, he was being typical Dallas. Don't let him bother you. Go back and tell him he sucks and get back together." Soda tells his brother.
"Can i have a cookie?" Pony asked, looking up at is brother.
"Alright. Take a bunch, and Dally can have some."
"Alright" Pony repeats, wiping his eyes.


"You suck." Pony snapped the second Dally opened the bedroom door. He had a key to the actual house. The blonde didn't seem as surprised to see the neko as much as he was surprised at what came out of his mouth.
"Yeah?" Dally said, his hair was a mess, eyes slightly red. "I love you."
"I know. I'm not sharing my cookies. They were suppose to be for you. But you cant have any." Pony grunted, holding the small container to his chest. It had santa on the lid. The fat man was posed with reindeer, smiling with rosy cheeks. Dally hated the holiday.
"Fair enough." Dally nodded.
"I hate you." Pony pushed Dally aside and moved into the room. He sat down on the bed, looking at the TV. Frosty The Snow Man was on.
"This is a stupid movie." Pony said. He took his time removing a cookie from the bag in his hand. He took out a Christmas tree shaped cookie. It was complete with green home made frosting and green sugar on top. He bit the cookie softly, licking his lips when he was done.
"Yeah," Dally agreed, sitting down, back against the wall. Pony laid back against his chest.
"You still cant have a cookie." Pony said, more to himself than to the blonde.
"Okay." Dally said, smiling to himself. He loved this boy more than anyone could even begin to understand.
"Fine, only one. And only because you said I Love You."
"I love you." Dally repeated, in Pony's cat ear.
"Only one." Pony hissed, his ears flattening. He turns to completely face Dally, his tail swishing behind him.
"I love you." Dally repeated.
"I hate you." Pony kissed his mate, and Dally got the taste of Soda's home made frosting.

(A.N.2. for those of you who got a message that i posted this chapter. I rewrote it, adding some things in here or there. I have my muse back so this story and Curtis Kid will be added to frequently. I am taking requests for both stories. Any ideas for this story or the other i'd love to hear it or talk to you about Catboy or Curtis Kid

-Andrew Storm)