Author's Note: The next chapter in the series.

Michel & Josette

Chapter 2: The Pigeon Attack

Michel curled up on his couch in his living room in his apartment the day after, bruises and red spots all over his skin. He had been stung by dozens of bees before he had finally reached home! Well, after he made sure he was clean again and that the bees were gone for good, he had gone to the hospital to check himself out. The doctors there had checked him out and then gave him some painkillers, saying that he didn't appear to be allergic.

Michel had sarcastically thanked them for their help before leaving and hurrying back home.

So here he is, in pain.

"I should've just stayed home yesterday, Bartholomew," Michel muttered brokenly.

Bartholomew, who was on the ground next to the couch, meowed uncaringly, just waking up from a peaceful nap.

"But I really wanted to see Josette…" Michel complained. "I don't regret seeing her yesterday, but…I just wish it was in different circumstances…you know?"

"Meow…"

"I know you're hungry," Michel continued on. "Sorry, I didn't get your food yesterday. I'm a little afraid of going outside now."

"Meow…"

"You know, those bees might return and I'd…rather not get stung again. Getting stung by a bee is rather painful! I'm still in pain and look at my skin! It's all ugly and it looks rotten! Plus, it itches!" Michel scratched a nasty looking bruise on his arm, wincing in pain once he did. "But it hurts to scratch!"

"Mrrow…" Bartholomew answered, curling up into a ball and deciding to take another nap, stomach growling.

"You don't understand a thing I'm saying…right?" Michel spoke, sounding a bit disappointed.

"Meow," Bartholomew responded.

"Silly cat…" Michel mumbled, finally sitting up, wincing in pain once more. He sighed wearily before getting to his feet. "I am in pain…and I know who to blame for it!"

"Mrrow!"

"That's right, Bartholomew!" Michel exclaimed. "I shall blame Josette! It's all her fault that this happened!"

Bartholomew had no comment.

"I'm going out!" Michel grabbed his jacket, throwing it on. "I should give her a piece of my mind!"

Bartholomew actually rolled her eyes, even though she's a cat.

Michel quickly left his apartment, going out into the streets of Paris, France, searching everywhere for Josette.

It took about two hours, but he finally spotted her, sitting on a bench at the park, feeding some pigeons pieces of bread.

Michel put on an angry look and began marching towards her quickly, not caring if he scared the birds away or not. He really wanted to give Josette a piece of his mind even though he is very fond of her.

Before he could even reach her, Josette lifted her head, bringing her gaze on him. She raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms, smirking a bit.

"Well, fancy seeing you here, Mead!" she greeted him.

Michel got annoyed once again and continued his angry march towards her. "My name is Michel!" he hollered.

Suddenly, all of the pigeons that were surrounding Josette flew upwards and then started coming down towards Michel like mini jets, soaring quickly towards him and ready to pierce him with their sharp beaks.

Michel's eyes widened and he took a step back, yelping in fright. He could hear Josette cracking up from where she was.

Michel turned and started running off, scared out of his mind of the oncoming pigeons.

Michel felt one jab the back of his head with its beak and he cried out in pain, covering the top of his head with his arms and hands, wailing and yelling out in fear.

Pedestrians leapt and dashed out of his way, confusion and fear crawling around their faces.

Michel wailed all the way home, feeling foolish and like a clown.

Oh why did this happen to him?!

What is wrong with these pigeons?!

Why are they attacking him out of all people?!