Chapter 5: A Trip
A quiet, peaceful, and rare day of nothing to do. Well even with minor chores that needed to be done. But beside that, a good day was playing out.
"And nothing would go better with it, but some tea."
"Chatting with yourself, again, Raivis." A voice called out behind the smaller lad by the entice of the kitchen, who was in the middle of making his said drink.
"Oh, leave me alone." Saying to the person over his shoulder with a mock glare. "Where are the others?"
The other thought for a moment, trying to remember what they said before they both rushed off out of the door. "Oh!" Finally, it dons on him. "Eduard got a call that there was a software malfunction with some gizmo at Tino's shop and it couldn't wait and something about a dinner takeout and . . . "
"Ivan."
"What?"
"You're rambling again."
He gave a deep sign, shaking is head side to side, then met eyes with the other. "Oh, sorry, I forgot I was in front of the man, that's the master of few words."
"Hey, hey, I'm only that way because of you three, and being blunt . . . "
"Who's the rambler now?" Saying with a smirk. "Anyway, Toris is helping Feilks with drop-offs, flower sales are through the roof for some odd reason, the season is just really off."
The younger lad just rolls his eyes. "If the that's case, I'll be going alone then."
"What do you mean, Raivis?" Ivan asked, thanking later when the other also gave him a cut of tea, now having them both seating at the dinning table.
"Ah, I was thinking about taking little Ramzi for some check-ups. I know he looks better now, but I want to be sure is all."
"Da, understandable. Though . . . "
"What?" Raivis questioned, finishing his tea and went to refill with along placing Ivan's now empty cup in the sink to wash later.
"Isen might not like that. He's become quite close to your little kit."
"It's time for his check-ups anyway." Saying as the simplest fact known.
"Then I am leaving before seeing that train-wreck. Wear the gloves. Bye."
In a unknowing how flash, the large man was gone, most likely at the door fixing his clothes, adding the coat and scarf to go with it, alone with a small briefcase.
"Later Ivan!" Raivis called out before the door shut, silence played in air for a moment, then a small bell ranged out. Plastic rolling about on wooden floors could also be heard. Finally seeing the noise maker near the entice, when Raivis check out the hallway, stopping the ball with his foot. "Hi, my baby Ramzi." He said in a babyish tone, before picking him up gently.
The kitten purred at the hand's strokes that ran through his fur. Nuzzling his head into the human's chest.
Not long a heavy-set tone of a meow came from his feet, making Raivis look down.
"Hello Isen, you'd been treating little Ramzi nicely. I hope." Raivis said to the cat, knowing he wouldn't get an answer, only seeing the larger cat roam over to his food dish.
Another deep growling like meow came soon later.
"Yes, yes, your Highness, on my way. Heaven forbid you to go hungry." Spouting out the words, putting the kitten by the food dishes and started to fill them with cat food.
To pass the time, seeing it was still too early to leave, went to clean to small pile of dirty dishes in the sink to pass the time. While coming up with ways to get the cats in the crates with little blood loss as possible.
"This is going to be a long day." Stating, before glance back at the cats, seeing the smallest one pawing at his laces of his shoes. "You two up for a trip?"
The larger one was already gone before the sentence was over.
"Drat."
Then the smaller one was gone as well.
"Not you too, Ramzi." Raivis frowned to this, before saying. "Isen, you're a bad role model."
Rushing out to go look for the two runners, calling out, listening, and waiting. Finding this only to be a good way to pass time and that's it.
Meanwhile, in an unknown place of the house. Two cats, one tricking the other to play a game with him.
"What kind of game?" The smaller one asked.
"A don't get caught game."
"Like the kind those tiny, fuzzy things do when they run into the walls?"
"Da."
"Da!"
The other hushed the younger one from making too much noise. It was silence enough with only hollow breathing echoing about. Latvia dared himself to peek out, not taking in of Russia calling him back. Having little choice but to claw the tiny one's back to pull toward him. In time before a set of feet stump the ground, Russia uses his thick arms to muffle Latvia's voice that squeak from what sounded like a bomb dropping.
"Come on guys, don't be like this, you have to go . . . "
"Where does this go mean, Russia?"
"You're learning fast."
"Russia . . . "
"Found you!"
"Run!"
They split off in different ways, having the human choose who to chase. Wanting his hands too, look like they went through the meat grinder, he went after the smaller one. And to him, was glad that was the easy one. Even trying to break out of his grip.
"Stop it, Ramzi, this is for your own good. I promise nothing will go wrong." Raivis kept saying his words of comfort, stroking the cream fur in a soothing matter, having to take calming breaths from all that searching he did.
All in all, it didn't take away from the heavy shaking from the kitten did. Has he, was having a heart attach? He kept calming his pet, while looking for the other trouble maker. But before even doing so, Raivis placed the kitten in of the kennel, telling his pet he would be back as fast as he could. And rushed off to find other one, even with no gloves.
The kennel, dark shaded, air holes too small, everything feels tight. Crushing almost. With rows of mental in thin binds block the one way out. The blanket made everything too warm. Smothering.
He won't last . . .
"No . . . "
They'll feed him to the dogs . . .
"Russia will keep them . . . "
No one wants you . . .
"Russ . . . "
Go away . . .
"Russia!"
"I'm right here. You don't have to shout."
Latvia looks up to see the larger cat before him, who was grumbling about being put in the kennel. But gladly clawed the skin of the hands, drawing the thin lines of blood. Enjoying the human cursing him out along the way. Still facing the kit when the kennel started to be lifted above the ground and sway with every step Raivis did. But Russia took in mind of the kitten leaning into him, purring happily he was back.
Which, cute to some eyes, Russia could only roll his.
And to pass the time, took note of Raivis every move.
Power for lights and gas where off.
Windows lock.
Back and front door lock and tight.
Taking the long way to the last car still in the drive way.
The kennel was in and safe.
And him last with how he likes everything.
Finally they were on the road.
Along with loud sounds echoing about in the car that humans would dare music.
Later that day, pulling into the vet parking lot. On a light working day.
Raivis repeated what he did before with the car, having the kennel in hand and the car lock, keys in hand.
"He's the most anal human; I have every met." Russia said mostly to himself and out of boredom.
With everything set, that for sure him that was car was going to be fine, Raivis enter the building, heading to the main desk to sign in. Waiting for when the veterinarian was free. Taking in that Isen was acting more tame than before. Most likely thanks from his little Ramzi. Pointing it out to Isen who just snorted to his words.
It was long when a young woman walked up to him, holding out her hand for Raivis to shake. He did, letting go when she spoke.
"Hello, Mr. Galante, happy to see you again."
"You as well Dr. Zwingle, how's your brother."
"Good, very good."
Motion him to follow her in the back, after passing a few doors made it to right one that was needed.
"So how's our little prince been?"
"Fine and taking full use of that nickname of your's when at home. And what a pain it is."
She giggled at the thought. "I could see that." Then looked to Raivis when he took his seat. "On the phone you said about a few days back you took a stray in?"
"Yes, don't worry, Isen has been very good while little Ramzi has been staying with us."
"All right. With what you told before, you want to have him check first?"
"It would put me at ease."
She nodded and started to open the kennel. Reaching in for the small kitten. Taking in what she saw on the outside and would work later about the inside.
Not taking in mind of Isen relaxing not far away, watching.
But Raivis soon move closer to the door, thinking Isen might make a run for it. Better be safe then sorry. When seeing she was done with Ramzi, dotting down everything she did on her charts, then moved onto Isen for his check-up and later did the same.
When all done, leaving the cats to relax on the table, when Dr. Zwingle asked Raivis for a talk outside. Saying she had things give him for the cats, and a nurse would here later for their x-rays.
"She has soft hands."
Russia just gave Latvia a weird look but said nothing. "You act like you never kind humans before."
"No, I have seen them. But . . . Ball!" And the kitten jumps off the table to play the cat toys that scatter the floor. Russia had no choice but to join.
Anyway not to think about the x-rays coming up later.
And in a blink of time, they were finally going home. Russia has never been so happy to go back. And found out that car rides makes the kitten fall asleep in a snap. Car rides might be a new thing to add if it kept the kitten in place for more than five seconds. Yet that didn't take away from how tense and quiet Raivis was for once.
But at least the trip was over. Until the next check-up.
"I loath them so much."