Snowball 2 #1

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Requested by @CutieDander, thanks for requested! Hope you like it. I never thought I'd ever be writing for a non anthropomorphic animal, but here we are! It's more of a platonic scenario really though.

"Mom! Mom!" Lisa cried out. She burst through the door, threw down her school bag and eagerly rushed to her mother. "Look what i found! This little stray cat! Can we keep it? Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaase?" She begged.

"Well" The blue haired woman finished drying the dishes she was washing so she could pay attention to the girl. She looked sceptical and Lisa looked doubtful. "A stray you say? I don't know, honey, it could be diseased"

"But mom! It looks healthy! Please? I'll take good care of it! Please???" She pleaded and Marge couldn't resist when she gave her puppy dog eyes and stuck her bottom lip out a bit.

"Oh, alright! What's it's name?" She gave in as sge knew what an animal lover her daughter is and so she asked with a pleasant smile as the girl threw her arms around her.

"Oh thank you! Thank you! Thank you!! A name?" She thought for a moment. "Hmm, well, i really like (y/n)"

"(y/n), eh? I like it! Go show the rest of the family!"

And so Lisa eagerly made her way to where her family where sitting in front of the tv so she could show them the new edition.

"Guys! Look! This is my new pet, (y/n)! Pretty sweet, huh?"

"Cool!" Bart remarked and patted your head. Maggie was sitting there, putting her little hands out. 

"Aww, Maggie loves you too!" Lisa felt her heart warm as her little sister petted you. 

"Hey, dad, get a load of (y/n)!"  Bart called to his old man, who clearly wasn't interested.

"That's nice, kids" Homer said, not taking his eyes off the television.

"You never even looked!" Lisa frowned. 

"Play nice with your new friend" He answered, still engrossed with the cooking show he was watching.

"Uuugh" Groaned Lisa. "Hey, I'd better let the other pets meet you, (y/n), this is santa's little helper and snowball. Snowball, santa's little helper, this is (y/n), our new friend"

"Lisa! Dinner!" Called Marge

"Oh, well it's dinner time for me. Have fun!" Lisa smiled before running off to get her dinner.

You looked around nervously at your new company. There was a thin brown greyhound and a black and white cat with green eyes and a pink little nose. They both seemed unsure of you at first, but the dog approached and sniffed and then licked you. He liked you! Great! That put your mind at ease a bit, but the cat wasn't so accepting as he was. She made it clear she didn't want anything to do with you and went out of her way to avoid you.

You tried your best to make her like you, but it wasn't any use. You didn't realise it but she was jealous of the fact that there was another cat in the house now and so she couldn't even look at you. Santa's little helper was friendly though and he sure made it obvious he liked you, and for that you were grateful, but you just wished you could get her to accept you. It really got to you after a while though, and your doggy friend caught you crying one day.

"(y/n), is something wrong?" He approached and asked you, in doggy language, obviously not in English.

You explained to him how snowball being salty really affected you and he listened intently.

"Is that all? Well dry your tears, I'll do something about her"

"I can't"

"Why not?" He asked.

"Cos I'll scratch my eyes out if i do" You explained.

"Oh, ok!" He smiled, his tongue sticking out as he did, as he used his ear to rub your tears away.

"Thanks"

"I'll talk to her tonight, don't spend another moment worrying"

You don't know what he said to her, but he somehow managed to admit her jealousy to you and somehow made her admit she was wrong. You lay down in your little bed to rest, but then you felt something, and you looked to see a small form curling up beside you. Snowball? You didn't know what had come over her, but you liked it and just accepted it. You did remember santa's little helper telling you he'd talk to her about it, but you didn't expect this, but you weren't complaining. You both just curled up and fell asleep together.


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