So… I don't know what to say other than I wrote this random crack fic really late last night. My amazing cousin gave me the idea, and then I just had to write it. I've never written anything humorous like this before… so yeah. Oh, and obviously this would never actually happen and they would never react like this. Haha. Just thought I'd post it purely for a laugh. :)

~~ Cole and Steff – Look, I Got You a Present! ~~

Knocking on the door of Cole's hotel room, Steff waited, trying not to fidget as she rocked back and forth on her heels in excitement. She'd been looking forward to doing this for so long.

The door swung open, and Cole looked down at her with a frown. "What are you doing here?" he demanded.

Not letting her good mood be dampened, Steff pushed past him, into the room. She turned to face him with a large smile, carefully pulling her bag off her shoulder. "I got you a present! It's something that can stay here with you and keep you company when I'm gone, so you won't be so lonely."

"I'm not lonely-" he started to protest, before stopping when he heard a noise coming from the bag. "Was that what I thought it was?" he asked in equal amounts of disbelief and suspicion.

Steff nodded, her grin widening as she opened the bag and pulled out a Bengal kitten, still only six weeks old and thrust it into his hands. "There you go! Isn't he cute?"

Cole looked down at the 'cute' bundle in his arms, and immediately held it away from his body. It was so tiny, and had a coat which was covered in stripes and spots, reminding him of a leopard. As he struggled to hold it, it scratched his arm with its paw and he growled at it. "What on earth possessed you to bring this creature here?"

She pouted, saddened by his reaction. "But Cole… you need another friend. And it took me so long to find him."

He gave her an unimpressed look. "Stephanie, I live in hotels for goodness sake. I'm not even allowed to have a pet. Besides, I don't have anything to feed it."

Pulling something else out of her bag, she dumped some milk and cat biscuits on the ground. "I've got that covered. There's enough here to last you a while."

Before he could protest again, the kitten hissed at him, its fur sticking up menacingly. He promptly dropped it on the ground before it could swipe its paw at him a second time. "Look, it hates me already."

Steff smiled at it, as she watched it explore the room. "I used to as well, and look at us now. He's just scared because you're a werewolf. He'll come around."

Cole frowned in annoyance when it jumped on his bed and curled up on his pillow. "That's my bed. I don't need cat hair all over it," he said as he went to shoo it away.

"Well, I must get back to the Institute, so I'll leave you two to get to know each other," Steff said with a knowing smile. Walking over to Cole, she stood on her toes to kiss his cheek, before leaving.

Sighing, Cole stared at the cat folding his arms. The cat stared back with its large eyes, not blinking.

"What am I going to do with you?" he grumbled, going back to his papers.

He picked up his pen, before setting it down again and turning to face the cat. "You know what? I'll cast you out on the streets tomorrow. So don't get too comfortable."

The cat merely meowed in response, and went back to licking its paws.

ooOoo

The next day, having picked up the cat and stuffed it in his bag – much to its displeasure – he walked outside and found a side alley where he would be able to dump it without being seen.

As he opened the zip, it poked its head out and meowed softly, looking up at him adoringly, as if to say, 'Don't leave me.'

"Stupid cat," he muttered under his breath, but he paused when someone walked past him down the alley. Maybe it wasn't the best place to let it go.

So he zipped the bag up again and walked down the street, heading for a shop where he wanted to pick something up.

No other opportunity presented itself for him to get rid of it, and he found himself reaching down and patting it absentmindedly as he headed back to his hotel, before catching himself, and shaking his head in annoyance. The zip seemed to have opened of its own accord.

"I'll get rid of you tomorrow," he whispered, as a promise to it, as he walked up the stairs to his room.

ooOoo

Tomorrow came and went, with Cole being holed up in his room for over a week due to a threat on his life, so he had to put up with the kitten.

As time went on, he got used to its presence - its constant meowing, licking and jumping on his things. It was his only company, after all, since Stephanie hadn't visited in a while, and he had no one else to talk to. Sometimes he even found himself talking to it, and when he did, he immediately stopped himself, glaring at the kitten, as if it was his fault. The kitten merely stared innocently back.

The nights started getting colder too, and he pulled the blanket over him when he went to bed. As he stared at the ceiling in the darkness, he felt his bed move slightly and knew he had company. As the kitten snuggled under his blanket as well, for once he didn't push it off the bed and let it stay there.

His last thought as he drifted off to sleep was that he was becoming too soft.

ooOoo

Visiting weeks later, Steff returned, excited to see how Cole and the kitten were going. "Sorry I took so long," she said guiltily. "I've been busy doing-" she started, before stopping. "Are you even listening, Cole?" she asked in annoyance.

He looked up from where he'd been patting the cat. "Hmm? Oh, yes, of course. Look how much Chester's grown."

She stared at him in shock. "You named him… Chester? Why did you pick that name?"

Cole shrugged. "He looks like a Chester, don't you think?" He picked up a mouse toy, and waved it about teasingly, while Chester's eyes followed it, and he reached up with a paw to swipe at it.

Steff walked further into the room and sat down on the edge of the bed. "I guess… I didn't really expect you to get so attached to him so quickly, I must admit."

"Are you jealous?" he laughed, looking over at her in amusement.

"A little bit," she confessed, biting her lip. "But that's okay."

Smirking, he strolled over to her and picked up her hands, before leaning down to kiss her on the lips. "Good. That's what I like to hear," he murmured.

Before he could kiss her again, she let out a sharp cry of pain. He glanced down to see Chester scratch her leg.

"I guess he's jealous too," Cole remarked, reaching down to pick him up and place him down on his desk. Chester proceeded to go back to licking his paw.

"Stupid cat," Cole laughed, shaking his head at it.