Living Together: Extras

Baby

Rating: G

Revi sat on the windowsill of the living room, slowly turning his head, idly gazing out the window. Petra was on her phone sitting in the sofa. All was quiet but of the ticking of a clock hanging on the wall…

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Levi and Mikasa were gone. It has been a fair amount of days since their sudden departure. A week perhaps? A cat really doesn’t measure time the way humans do. I’ve been feeling uneasy, like a stranger in my own home. With fair enough reason; things had been strange lately. Well, it has been for a while actually… 

My beloved Mikasa was the first to start acting strange. It was like a chain reaction because it pushed Levi to overreact in response as well. Ugh, he’s pretty annoying if you ask me. I didn’t give it much thought. I’d come up to Mikasa, and she always spoke to me in soft tones and hold me. But more things happened that continued to raise my awareness.

The idle room used for visiting strangers was changed, they took out all the furniture. Mikasa painted the room a soft purple—Levi yelled me because I dipped my paws into the pan being curious, and I dashed out leaving marks in the hallway’s wooden floors. This strange colored liquid has a horrible smell, and stuck to my paws until Mikasa took me and washed them off. I complained the whole time, but she was gentle.

She sometimes woke up in the middle of the night and would just sit at the foot of the toilet seat throwing up very watery hairballs. I walked up and sat beside her. I wondered if she was up to get me some food. I asked her to cuddle me. Instead, she just wearily stared at me. I noticed her skin was a color I didn’t like. She also smelled funny too. I was worried.

Levi was becoming more frustrating to deal with. He hovered around my Mikasa more making it difficult to have my alone time with her. His pacing and footsteps became heavy and unforgiving, not even noticing whenever I laid flat in the middle of the hall or at the center of kitchen. He stepped on my tail once! That had never happen before.

He brought home more food at odd times of the day, but it was never for me—I always got the usual. Sometimes less and sometimes none at all. I would climb over the bed and wake him up to remind him that he hasn’t fed me. He seemed apologetic. So I guess he doesn’t mean it.

The food he brought was for Mikasa. In general, I saw her eat more. She’d never let me have anything. Apart from slivers of ham from a large sandwich. When she dozed off, I scavenge the crumbs and licked whatever I can find off her face. Levi grabbed me and tossed me across the living room.

New things were brought inside the painted room. One day, I wandered in and saw Levi trying to put pieces of wood together. I looked around at the tiny small metal parts and a large paper spread open in front of him. It was filled with squiggles and stupid human writing.

“Look here, this is what you want,” Levi vocalized, and in turn, grabbed an object of my interest.

Oh. Oh yes. He knows. It was a box. It was pretty big. (You know I prefer the small ones where you can just curl yourself up there and figure out other ways to make yourself fit, but, well…) I just had a one-cat party that day. When I had enough, I saw Mikasa walked in and I went up to her so she can pay attention to me, but she was helping Levi build the thing. I’ve never felt so insulted in my life. To ignore a cat that actually wants to spend time with a human is a crime of the highest order.

After a while, it finally made sense what was going on. Mikasa’s steps began to waddle and Levi kept locking me out of the bedroom. I finally understood. After years of mating, Mikasa was finally going to bear kittens. Talk about a mediocre male. Give me three night falls, a sexy former alley cat such as myself, can get five lady cats pregnant. But I suppose it’s harder for humans, buuuut I think it’s just him.