Later on that day the bell rang and once again Victoria had to return home to her over tyrannical uncle doom she was walking home with her head hung down her hair covering her face like a chocolate weeping willow branch, she was kicking a stone on a path when she heard something rustling in the bushes "meow" said a small kitten. Victoria thought it was her mind playing cruel tricks on her but the voice got even louder "meow" said the kitten running over to the bush, Victoria gasped.
There hidden in the bush was a tiny kitten, his leg had got stuck in the bushes and wild branches, it looked to be in pain "oh no don't worry, I'll get you out" she said taking out a miniature knife doom had given her as a random gift, she wish he didn't give her things like that, she did not want weapons she wanted fatherly love but dooms too stuck on destroying everyone mode that he couldn't get it through his skull. Gently picking up the kitten Victoria cut the thorny branch that was stuck to its leg and gently pulled the thorn out of its leg; she had a first aid kit so she wrapped its leg up, she felt sorry for the poor thing she couldn't leave him out here by himself.
A wild dog could eat him, picking the kitten up she knew doom hated cats but this one was to small to survive on its own besides meowbot is lame and she grew bored of seeing him, she hated meowbot but he always returned the favour by coughing up wires that were supposedly mimicking a cats hairballs even though they were wires it still disgusted her, she quickly started to run home, she was three minutes late but she couldn't care, doom wouldn't dare lay a finger on her he was once fond of her ever since her mother died and her dad abandoned her, he saw her picture in the orphanage book and quickly adopted her.
He could just face it he loved Victoria, like it or not he use to call her chocolate locks because of her brunette hair, he used to spend hours brushing it ,he didn't know crap about doing females hair but he always attempted to put it in pigtails in a weird sort of way, she kind of missed that but instead of happy uncle he turned into the angry uncle who always yelled at her like she was a doombot and he also stopped brushing and playing with her hair, instead of complimenting it he said it looked like a dirty mop and how she'd better style it once again. She crept in the hole in the wall of dooms mansion and peeked in the bag to see if the kitten was okay, she laughed when it licked her face, yeah she was way better than meowbot.