Snippet Of Current Events:

Corvin was in hiding. Slowly moving about the room under furniture and thus, out of site of the ever present eyes of Jarvis. She needed time, time to escape from the madman that invaded her home, her space, her life-

"LICORICE! LIIIIICORIIIICCEEEE!"

Oh No. He draws close, too close.

She scurried under the table she had been hiding under, to under the couch. She moved as quietly as she could, listening closely as footsteps moved past her hiding spot and around the room.

"Baby come out, i'm BORED." he whined, stalking across the room like a predator, weapon in hand. She could hear him wave the weapon around, the whooshing of air accompanied by a faint jingle.

She was being hunted, at any moment she would be found. Then she'd never escape…

All went quiet.

Tooooo quiet…

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Where the fuck was he? Oh shit, don't tell her that he-

"Found you!"

FUUUCK!

Corvin scrambled, claws scraping against wooden flooring as she made a mad dash from under the couch to the door. Her floof weighed her down, but she was determined. She was almost there, to the door, when she was caught by her hunter. Strong hands scooped her up from the sides, careful to avoid her wild flailing of claws.

"Gotcha, kitty! Time to spend time with me!" Tony chirped at her, folding her into his arms. The cat toy he was holding jingled again as he adjusted his grip on her.

Ever since the quarantine, Tony had been around a lot more. Unable to leave the house, he spent most of his time in the lab, but Pepper was quick to put a time limit to how long he could be down there. Four hours in the lab equaled one hour doing other things.

Tony spent the first 2 days down there interrupted before Jarvis kicked him out. Now he had to spend 12 hours upstairs.

Tony spent the first 5 sleeping, he spent the next 4 bugging her. She had 3 more hours to get through before she'd be blessed with solitude. She loved Tony, but she was very much used to him being concentrated on other things than her when they were together; his suits, the company, other people, etc. Having his direct attention on her for such a long period of time was wearing down her social battery faster than a double A in a nymphomaniac's vibrator.

'GIVE ME REPRIEVE,' she screeched to the universe as Tony dangled the fuzzy cat toy above her face, attempting to entice her into playing. As if she didn't spend the last four hours doing just that to appease the man!

She groaned in defeat as the mechanic carried her from the room... Her only hope was that she could hold out until the quarantine was lifted...

AN: Check out this story on AO3! it put a lot of art within the chapters (This site doesn't really let me do that)

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