Mittens Has Class

Chapter 6: Memes Wrecked the Grammatical Reputation of Cats

"You know; you don't actually need even half of this stuff." Holly said, sounding somewhere halfway between amused and dismayed by the arm-load of school supplies Mittens was currently lugging around the store.

"OOOHHHH!!! Rainbow pencils!!" Mittens countered back, completely ignoring the comment. She bobbed her head towards the package hanging on the display. "Grab those too!" She bubbled excitedly.

Despite her admonishments, Holly sighed and slipped the pack of pencils, painted in a rainbow pattern, from the peg and carefully tucked them into the mess of binders, folders, notebooks, rulers, crayons, high-lighters, gel-pens, glue, glitter, and various other pencils and writing instruments that Mittens was already lugging around. "Really, you could seriously get away with just a couple of note-pads and a pen, Mittens."

Giving her a stoic look, Mittens replied. "A kitty is always prepared, Holly. I'd rather have and not need it than need and not have it."

Holly rolled her eyes. "I can already assure you that you won't ever need the giant box of crayons."

Mittens looked at her with an incredulous expression. "That's the only size that has the little sharpener in the back!" She explained in exasperation. "And, ALL the colors. You can never have too many colors to pick from."

Holly just put her face in her palm, obviously trying to remind herself that she should never argue with a cat. "Fair, I guess." She muttered with a laugh.

From around the corner of the aisle, Chloe's head popped into view, grinning broadly. "We found the sticker section." She reported teasingly.

Mittens lit up at the news. "Oh! Oh! Lead the way!" She began waddling along behind her sister submissive, Holly coming up behind, laughing despite herself.

They found Master standing by the massive display of stickers, the shopping cart in front of him mostly empty, but containing a few choice items that were, unlike the majority of Mittens' load, actually likely to be needed. However, Mittens unceremoniously dumped her arm full of loot into the waiting basket. "I gots all tha good stuff, Master!" She announced. "I's even founds me some glitter!" She plucked up a couple vials and gave them a shake.

"I'm sure your professors will be thrilled." Master replied uncertainly.

"My thoughts exactly, Mister Brooksend." Holly said wryly.

Practically glowing, Chloe slipped up beside Mittens, still grinning very wide. "I also found something else for you." She cooed playfully, obviously holding something behind her back.

Mittens raised an intrigued eyebrow. "Is it a protractor? I haven't grabbed one of those yet."

"Amazingly." Holly tacked on sarcastically. "I think she grabbed half the rest of the store."

Chloe gave a little shake of her head before pulling her arm out from behind her back and presenting what she was holding. It was an old-fashioned tin lunchbox, with an anime catgirl wearing a maid's uniform on it. "I can make you lunches to take with you!" She gushed excitedly.

Mittens bounced on her toes energetically, mouth wide open in rapturous joy. Both she and Chloe gave a little squeal together. "Best find, ev-ar!!" Mittens cried.

"I'm honestly not sure which one of them is more excited." Master said to Holly, shaking his head. "I think this whole thing has reduced them both to Littles."