A few hours past as you rested at Mama Luna's house before you heard a rumble and crash. Three big bears rammed through the windows. One grabbed Mama Luna who was sleeping on her chair, while the other scared the cats. A blonde haired girl walked through door holding a staff when she walked up to Mama Luna (Who was still being choke holded by the bear).
You looked around to find the dog. He was hiding under a table with a ginger cat. You felt a flood of relief before you were also picked up by one of the bears. "Ello, misses. We're looking for a cat. This cat. We've got an offer for him." she said, holding out a picture of Puss in Boots. You swallowed hard. "I told you health department people, there are no cats here!" Mama Luna yelled.
You sighed out of shame.
The girl glared. "Make her talk." she answered.
The bear with a scarf holding you went straight up to Mama Luna and growled, staring her in the eyes. Then he smiled, "Excuse me, my darling, were looking for the legendary Puss in Boots have you perhaps..." he was unable to finish when Mama Luna broke her broom on his head.
"Seen him?" he finished, still with a smile. You brushed the wood chips out of your hair. The blonde girl huffed. "Too soft." she stated. The one holding Mama Luna held out it's claws. "Out with it ya oldy, or I'll have your guts for garters!" she roared. Mama Luna yelped before she fainted, sliding out of the bears arms. "Too hard! That was not just right!" The blonde girl facepalmed, "Oi, Baby, sniff em' out!" she ordered the smallest one with a chain necklace of assortments.
"You don't tell me what to do!" he said. "Listen to your sister, Baby." the bear -which you assumed was the mother- stated, crossing her arms firmly.
"Oh, she's not my sister. She's a fugitive orphan!" he argued before being hit on the head by the father. "She is your sister. Do as she says!" he snarled. "Fine!" he said, rubbing his bruised head, "But all I can smell is cat pee!" he remarked.
You chuckled a little, it was true, this place smelled like it hadn't been cleaned in years. "Have you perhaps seen him, miss?" Papa Bear asked you, looking down. You smiled. "Thank you for asking, but no I haven't. I just arrived here." you said. He smiled back, "Really now?". You nodded again.
Mama Luna awoke before screaming, "Everybody, get to the safe room just like we practiced!" grabbing as many cats as she could and running from the living room. "Oi, she's liggin' it!" the blonde pointed, holding two cats in the process.
"Follow me, children!" she yelled. Papa Bear set you down before grabbing Mama Luna calmly. "Give her the piano treatment, Papa!" the one with a pink sleep cap said, petting a cat in her hand while holding its neck (poor thing :<) . Papa Bear stuffed her into the piano before streching his knuckles. "You think this is the first time I've been stuck in a piano?!" Mama Luna yelled, her feet poking out of the piano.
He slammed on the keys before he started playing a very good tune, while singing along. Considering the circumstances, you would've been impressed if you weren't mortified by this action. "So many cats!" The smaller one screamed, jumping out the window when he was attacked by several cats. It was pure chaos.
You covered my ears.
He stood up brushing the glass off his fur. "I'll be outside" he said solemnly, walking away with a cat tearing his back fur out. You chuckled a little bit. "My cats play better than you!" Mama Luna insulted. Papa Bear shut the roof of the piano before singing a little higher.
"Goldie, is this him?" Mama Bear asked holding the small dog. You hissed as you tried to reach for him. "That's a dog in a cat costume!" Goldie shouted. Mama Bear squinted, "Oh, yeah! Tricky little bugger." she said, setting him down. You layed your hand out for him as he came closer. "Are you alright?" he asked. You groaned in pain. "I'm fine." you answered. "How bout' this one, he'sa ginga!" she hollered to Goldie, holding a orange tabby.
"Puss?" you mumbled, staring at his green eyes. He looked unfazed by everything, and you quickly noticed a beard on the cat.
Goldie dropped all her cats before coming to the tabby. "Is that a joke. You think this scruffy geriatric bag of bones looks like a legend?" she asked. The orange cat looked quite offended. Goldie glared "This is definitely not..."
"Puss in Boots, I found him!" Baby screamed. Your eyes widened. Papa stopped playing the piano.
(810 word count. Ho momma!)
YOU ARE READING
Your Last Wish
Fanfiction"Do you have any wine?" a gruff but sultry voice asked. You jolted up from the cupboard as you accidently dropped one of the glasses, shattering into a million pieces. A squeak escaped your mouth as you turned to the voice, grasping the table behind...
