Wow, I remembered about this site and stumbled upon my fanfics. It's been a... while (2009 *ahem*) since I wrote anything and I told to myself: Why not!? Sure, I was 15 back then, merely a teen, so there should be a difference in everything. I have a lot of typos in my past chapters (I was 8 years younger ffs xD) but if I get good reviews on this, I might fix the other 3 chapters as well. There are a lot of mistakes that are simply killing me.
Btw, English still not my native language (I'm Romanian)
Coop found Kat lying on top of his sister and pressing her mouth with his own. Overwhelmed with anger, he grabbed his arm and dragged him outside her room. Before they were out, he stopped at the door and told Millie:
'Yes, what this guy just told you - it's all true! He was never an ordinary cat, he was an alien. And I knew it all along. He had always tried to destroy this planet and it seems he's trying to destroy us right now. And I always was and am there to stop him. Now wipe your tears and finish unpacking!'
'But, Coop...' said Millie, rather perplexed 'can you please stay and explain everything? What... happened? What are we supposed to tell dad now?'
'You know what, good point, you'll just stay here and think of a really good explanation for dad. Oh, and, by the way, stop being such a sucker for boys! You'll only get yourself in trouble!'
That being said, he shut her door, leaving his sister in a state of pure shock and puzzle. Kat could not articulate a single word because the next second he found himself in Coop's room, door locked and him lecturing.
'You think you can just go around and mess with whoever you want? Have you ever seen us behave like that with each other? I'm asking you because if you want to still be a part of this family, you got to behave accordingly!'
Kat looked at the other teen how he was sweating all over and rubbing his forehead. All this was so sudden, new to him and already hard to process. Not to mention that he started to feel like he didn't belong there at all, but he still kept his usual cool.
'Shut your big mouth, dickhead! I thought that's normal between a male human and a female human, I always saw these things in the movies you watched... You know, at nights-'
'That's enough! You're not copying anything from those movies! And I forbid you to touch Millie in any possible way! One last thing, I came up with a plan - since you're an alien genius, why don't you build a machine that can bring you back to your whatever form?'
'Fine, I'll try and see if I succeed! It's not fun and joy for me either. All this is too much of a headache for me. Especially you.'
They didn't talk for hours. Coop lit a cigarette and turned on his computer. Millie took Kat out eventually and showed him around. She taught him how to behave at the grocery store, hanged out with her friends so Kat can get accustomed to people, took him shopping so he can give Coop back his clothes - they were a little too tight, anyway. After that, they walked in the park, where there was this pub above a large pond. Millie ordered cocktails for her and Kat and began chit-chatting.
She asked him how he felt being a human after years and years trapped inside the body of an animal.
He told her that he'd been starring at the sparrow that was resting on the balustrade of their terrace and barely held himself from jumping and chasing it on all fours.
She laughed.
He inquired about this cocktail thing, since he's never drank anything else apart from water, milk and ocassionally stole juice from Coop. 'Is it really made from a cock's tail?'
She laughed again, then sighed. She told Kat that he'd make great boyfriend material.
He didn't understand the sentence. Then he found out how a sweet and tasty liquor this cocktail thing was and ordered three more.
She asked him what his true form on his home planet looked like.
He answered that by far not as pretty as her own form on this planet.
She blushed. He looked at her and couldn't decipher the mixture of feelings he was getting. What's up with the human race, anyway? Where he came from, there was no dual-genders. Here, it takes two of them to breed and create a new human. He definitely knew that he was going to be a male, because from all his researches, he didn't want too much trouble. He also knew that she's the opposite sex. Maybe that's why he felt this strange afinity to this creature, more than to the rest of the household. Or maybe it was from the cocktail.
It was evening already, so she paid for the drinks and they headed home. Kat was feeling a bit tipsy and wondering if he got poisoned or sick.
'Millie, starting tomorrow I'll work for a machine that can change me back to a cat.' he told her before entering the house.
She let her head down in disappointment and hugged him.
'Millie, it's late, go to your room and get ready for bed! Kat, I want to see you in the bathroom, now!'
Kat was surprised - from all the places they could fight at, why the bathroom?
'I hope there's a very good reason behind this! Come on, I ain't got all night! Jeez, what an airhead...', Kat shouted.
Coop locked the door and turned on the water: 'Please understand that now you're a human and since you're not sleeping with Millie anymore, you'll be sleeping at dad for a while. And I'm not letting you stink the house out. So you have to learn how to shower yourself!'
Kat, as the entire cat population of the earth, was pretty much terrified by water. He could easily cope with his new form by licking himself, like in the good old days, but Coop wouldn't let him do that. 'It's heavily unhigienic, so you don't have a choice.'
'You're trying to get your revenge now, human - not going to happen!'
He ran up to the door knob and forced a way out. Coop grabbed him by his arms, trying to push him inside the tub. He somehow managed to scratch Coop's shoulder.
'That's it, I won't let you have your way in MY house! And yes, I quite enjoy seeing you suffer.', Coop laughed.
So he smashed Kat on the ground and sat on top of him, undressing him by force. 'You smell like alcohol like a freaking pirate, what have you two been doing outside anyway?'
Kat wanted to attack back, but the hot steam coming out from the tub made him even mushy, so Coop managed to take off all his clothes and threw them in the laundry box. 'Now get inside the tub!'
Kat wasn't less revolted, so he went on a naked riot and stood still inside the tub, on his butt, as the hot water was slowly embracing his young body.
'I'm not washing you too! You're just going to sit there the entire night if you don't cooperate.'
Coop was really impatient but eventually came around, again, and took a bath sponge, rubbed some soap on it and began washing Kat's arms. He noticed that they were pretty firm.
'Wow, Kat, you got yourself some muscles there, dude. Have you been working out while we were away or something?', he laughed.
'Just hurry up already, silly human! Though, it's not as bad as I thought. It's actually enjoyable.'
'See?', he finished rubbing his back also and put the sponge on his chest, 'Now, from down here, you must finish this yourself.'
Kat stood up on his feet inside the tub, giving Coop a full view of his semi-erect man-part.
'What!? It was smaller and softer before! Can it be from the cocktails?', Kat asked.
Coop blushed and turned away, telling Kat to hurry up so he can show him how to dry himself with the towel. It's going to be a long journey and he has to teach Kat a lot of stuff.
This is even more pleasant than the whole bath thing - who knew? Maybe that's why Coop took showers so long..., Kat thought to himself, while rubbing his private part with the sponge.
After they were ready, Coop covered Kat with a huge towel and told him to go to bed. 'But before,' he added 'please take care of Millie as much as you can. She usually listens to what I tell her and doesn't go out of my word, but still, she's not very close to me. I think she's actually feeling more close to you - and believe, she's very naive with boys. I don't like that. Maybe you can protect her better, while you can?'
Kat went to their father's bedroom and got inside the thick blankets that were on the bed. He was too tired to think about anything but, as soon as he closed his eyes, there was a soft knock on his door.
