Neko Neutrals!.... Being Dumb, Among Other Things!

A Secret at the Club///Oneshot

As Yoshi ducked about from shouting people and partying crowds, she tried getting a glance of the singer on the stange.

She sighed, realizing how her shortness was certainly annoying in places like this. She considered turning into a cat and climbing on someone to see. Though, she told herself, that wasn't exactly socially acceptable.

'Screw social acceptability!' She though. 'Yoshi's a cat! Yoshi doesn't need social norms!' She went to the back, turned into a cat, then raced back over to the front. The red-furred kitten jumped onto the back of a nearby patron and watched what was going on on the stage.

Standing there, in the shiny multicolored lights, was a person in a black, cropped hoodie with the hood up, black boots, and a red skirt. What Yoshi found most curious was the mask that covered their face, with a lit-up face the emoted as the person sang.

The singer's voice was high-pitched and scream-like, but in a good way. Like a haunting siren or screaming angel in a punk-rock band. Though, as Yoshi tilted their head, she realized it sounded eerily familiar.

Suddenly, the patron she had stuck herself onto grabbed her and yanked her off. Muttering something Yoshi didn't believe to be pleasant, he carelessly tossed her to the ground. Not knowing quite what to do, Yoshi scrambled to the stage, pressing against the singer's leg.

Then, the music faded as the singer paused. Yoshi anxiously glanced at the singer, who was staring right back. Carefully, they reached down and picked the kitten up. With that, they continued singing and the crowd went back to normal.

After the show, the singer proudly waved and left.

Running into the alley, the singer held the kitten tightly. Once the two were in the dark, they set Yoshi down and crossed their arms.

"What are you doing here?" A VERY familiar voice asked from behind the mask.

Yoshi stared and suddenly shifted back into a neko. "Fuwa?" She asked.

"You can't tell Mo." Fuwa said, taking off the mask. "Understand?" She demanded.

The red-haired neko gaped. "Uh- oh- okay-..."

Fuwa smiled slightly, patting Yoshi's head. "Good."