Lucky Cat Café - Part 2

"Awe, look at my little college man, all dressed up to go out to trick or treat!" Aunt Cass exclaimed as Hiro entered the café. "Don't you just look adorable? I want to wrap you up and take you home and keep you forever, except you already live with me."

Hiro's eyes went wide as Aunt Cass rushed around the counter heading straight towards her nephew with a big smile on her face. Raising his arms defensively, he began to back away nervously already seeing where this was going and not liking the outcome. "Woah there, Aunt Cass. No hugs. I don't want you messing with the hair, or the ears or the tail. It took a lot of work to get them looking like this and I don't need you messing with the look before I have a chance to actually go out."

"Oh, come here." Grabbing hold of his arm she pulled her nephew into a hug, completely ignoring his not so subtle request. "I'm so proud of you. Now don't start any trouble out there. I want to see a bag full of treats when you get back. I also don't want to hear any rumours of any tricks you may have been up to. You know the café has a fully functional gossip mill so I'll know about any trouble you decide to case."

"Yes, Aunt Cass." Hiro chorused sending Fred a pained look as he waited for his Aunt to release him. His patience was rewarded a few minutes later. Finally free, Hiro headed deeper into the café looking for the rest of the gang. He wanted to get started so they could get the entire ordeal over with.

The café was swamped, filled with all manners of monsters, cosplayers and other creative costumes. A vibrant energy filled the air accompanied by a chorus of excited voices and chatter. Everyone was dressed up making Hiro wonder if he'd even find the rest of the gang seeing as he didn't actually know what they planned to dress up as. He needn't have worried. Honey Lemon stood out like a sore thumb. As expected, she was wearing a yellow sundress, her long hair hanging loose behind her. Hanging on her shoulders were two black straps attached to a large pumpkin which hung around her hips like a hula-hoop.

Weaving through the crown, Hiro made his way straight to her side, trusting Fred to join them in his own time. "Let's get this over with." Hiro grumbled as he reached her, scowling up at her.

"Oh, look. It's Hiro!" Honey Lemon exclaimed with far too much excitement. Leaning down she followed in Aunt Cass's footsteps, wrapping Hiro up in her long arms. "Aren't you the cutest little thing. Dressed up like a kitty cat!"

"I's not a kitty cat!" Hiro growled pushing her off. "It's a Grimalkin."

"What's a Grimalkin?" Honey Lemon asked, blinking down at him.

Hiro sighed, titling his head hautily up as he responded. "A grimalkin is a fae cat from the Scottish Highlands." He announced, all knowingly.

"You're a fairy cat?"

"Not fairy!" Hiro growled. "Fae, as in the darker side of the lore? Most people think fae are nice angelic little creatures that prance around woods singing songs but if you look into the actual lore you'll see they are far from good. Fae are actually rather dark and always work with their own agenda in mind. The good persona is all a façade."

"You're missing the cape." Gogo piped up, drawing Hiro's attention to her. Gogo was dressed as a vampire. She was wearing long black ski pants, a fancy white shirt covered with a vibrant purple waistcoat and a long black cape with dark purple lining. Her hair was slicked back emphasizing her purple streaks and her eyes appeared to glow white in the café lighting. She had even capped her incisors to make them look like fangs. The only thing that didn't work was her customary bright pink bubble gum.

"Excuse me?"

"The Grimalkin is usually represented wearing a cape." Gogo pointed out popping a pink bubble.

"Now you tell me! "Hiro exclaimed. "You couldn't have shared this information earlier?"

"I could have if I'd known what you were going as but since I didn't…" Gogo shrugged leaving the rest of the sentence unspoken.

"Yeah, yeah, let's just get this over with." Hiro resumed his grumbling spotting Wasabi for the first time. "What are you supposed to be?" Wasabi was wearing his Super Hero black shoes paired with loose black pants along with what appeared to be a black sushi chef jacket.

"Yo, man! That's awesome!" Fred exclaimed catching the tail end of the conversation as he finally caught up with Hiro. "Wasabi's finally acknowledging my nickname! He's dressed as a sushi chef! Way to go, man." Fred approached Wasabi lifting an arm in an attempt to high-five him.

Wasabi left him hanging, glaring up at him. "I'm a NINJA, people, a NINJA!"

"You don't look like a ninja." Fred pointed out, lowering his arm once more.

"Fred's right." Honey Lemon agreed, perusing Wasabi's costume. "You look more like a sushi chef than a ninja. All you're missing is the chefs hat."

"I'm wearing swords on my back for crying out loud!" Wasabi exclaimed making his way out of the booth they gang had been occupying while waiting for Hiro and Fred to join them. "What would a sushi chef needs swords for?"

"To chop fish in mid-air!" Fred exclaimed demonstrating as he spoke. "He'd be like, hi-ya and kyaa and here's your sushi sir. Enjoy your meal." Fred finished the narrative with a deep bow, his eyes sparkling in mischief.

"Let's just get this show on the road." Wasabi changed the subject, like Hiro, unwilling to waste more time arguing about the finer points of his costume.

"Yeah!" Fred bounced up, fist-bumping the air before proceeding to lead the gang through the café and towards the exit. They never made it past the main counter. One minute, they were weaving their way through the crowd and the next… they were, or more specifically Hiro was, under attack. A fat furball launched itself off the counter. Landing on Hiro's shoulder, Mochi used it as a stepping stone to climb onto his head, paws reaching out to flick Hiro's twitching cat ears.

"Mochi! Get off me!" Hiro exclaimed, reaching out to grab hold of the fat cat. Mochi easily evaded his grasp, climbing down the other side of Hiro's head to swat at the tail instead. "Stupid cat." And so began the game of cat vs cat (cough, ahem, grimalkin).

- BH6 - BH6 - BH6 –

Anony mouse101: Thanks. It's just a light hearted piece to balance out the other one ;)

Martyn: That sounds like an AWESOME idea. Would need to happen after he comes back!

Rosycat: Yeah, I want that outfit too!