This was a quick rushed end and will no doubt be rewritten.
In the upcoming weeks I'll no doutably be re-writting every chapter so that the Meow's are actually words instead of Meows.
I only put meows to begin with as I hadn't expected anyone to even like this, but thank you to my followers and lovely supporters for following through haha.
I hope this ending will leave you slightly happy, but until I find some more time, I apologise and many thanks to my followers here once again.
(Comments on any mistakes found here are very welcome) xo
Pawriarty walked around the dark area of the kitty pool smugly, playing with Sherlockitty's yarn ball when he felt like it, growing more impatient waiting for Sherlockitty.
Finally Sherlockitty ran through the doors, his attention clearly focused on something.
"Meow meow.." Pawriarty drawled, sitting down with the yarn ball between his paws.
"Meow!" Yelled Sherlockitty, asking where John was.
Pawriarty looked at Sherlockitty confused. John? Did Sherlockitty think that Pawriarty had John, why would Pawriarty have John.
Sherlockitty must have seen his confusion after calming himself down.
"Meow meow…" mumbled Sherlock, calling himself an idiot.
Pawriarty grinned to himself, the yarn ball now forgotten. Before Sherlockitty could notice he slinked away to another exit, determined to get Sherlockitty's real precious item. John Watkittens.
By the time Sherlockitty had stopped mumbling to himself about jumping to conclusions he looked up, realizing in the few seconds he was chastising himself, Pawriarty had gotten away.
Sherlockitty realized with dread that he'd given away what was most precious to him. With a quick glance around, he raced out the door, racing for John's favourite milk bar, hoping to reach him in time before Pawriarty.