Inktober but it's written stuffs

Day 21: Hissy fit

Soft purrs left the dark furred feline. This cat happened to be one of the many Sanses but years ago, they all happened to be turned into cats. Who knows how or why but it happened. Some were fine about it, some were drastically upset and others, they were quite happy.

This cat that used to be the destroyer of universes didn't mind, he liked cats actually. When he became one, that was where he didn't totally like it so much. He's gotten used to it but it still felt very odd to him.

At the moment, he happened to be taking a nap on the very blank white floor of the AntiVoid. He was laying on a blanket and comfortably curled up in a ball. He was content, he had some nice food, fresh food which was a pigeon, and now was a perfect time for a little nap.

He let out a small squeak as he got more comfortable and on the edge of his nap. He then suddenly tensed when he felt another cat's paws knead his side. He felt himself panic eternally as he quickly looked to see who it was. He quickly teleported away and hissed at who it was.

"What up rad broksi," the sunglassed and hatted cat said to Error. "Figured ya needed a massage before taking that totally rad nap ya was abouts to have."

"Fuck off!" Error hissed. "I don't need you here pestering me, parasite!"

Fresh didn't seem affected by it at all. "Alright broski, don't ya get mad at me." He let out a small nervous laugh. "Imma head out, or can I stays here? Gots nowhere to go man."

Error grumbled. "Fuck no, you can't stay here," he hissed. "Get the fuck out now."

Fresh slumped a little but he figured this would happen. He then poofed away, the rainbow cloud of smoke staying for a few seconds after he left.

Error let out a huff. "Stupid, pathetic parasite," he grumbled to himself before getting comfrtable on his blanket again. He continued to grumble to himself till he fully fell asleep to his cat nap.