43. "YOU DID WHAT?!"
Captain Swan
"You did WHAT?" She asked in disbelief as she took a look of the wet furry thing that was hidden under his leather jacket.
"I rescued the poor beast from a terrible storm." Killian started, his hand carefully caressing the ball of fur that he was cradling between his chest and his leather jacket, his left forearm holding him tightly.
"It's a kitten, Killian. Hardly a beast." She scoffed.
"Don't say that… he might as well grow up to be a fierce and mighty beast." He said as he looked at the kitten and made purring sounds.
"Are you nuzzling that thing?" Emma asked surprised. This was definitely a side of Killian she had never seen before. "Are you planning to keep it?"
"Swan, we cannot let him out on the streets, he's still too small to defend himself. Besides, look how fluffy he is…" Killian trailed off as he took the kitten out and showed it to her, a huge goofy green on his face. His eyes were shining with tenderness and happiness.
"Are you telling me that Captain Hook likes fluffy cats?" She was starting to see the irony in this.
"There is nothing wrong with enjoying the companionship of a domesticated beast, Swan. Your family seems to be very fond of birds, after all, and that Cricket has that spotted dog that accompanies him." He said offended. "Why can't I keep Scoundrel for myself?"
And it was the name what did her. She burst into laughter as she reached out to caress the kitten and give him a kiss.