I've always wanted to become a cat!

Chapter .1: Prologue

'Ugh, I'm so tired!', Mickie thought as she walked to her door. Wrapped in clothing, she struggled to open it without tumbling to the floor.

"MEOUW!"

"Yes, yes, I know you're hungry Sharky, just wait for a minute!", she said in frustration as she closed the door.

"You better pay me Mickie", a darker skinned girl spoke whilst laying down on the couch.

"You said you'd take care of him free of charge! That's going against your words..."

"I DID say that, but now I'm regretting it! That THING caused me soo much trouble...", complained Jessy.

Mickie ignored her remarks, knowing that she was over exaggerating things. The young looking girl unwrapped herself from all those layers and immediately switched on her heater.

Snow flakes started to fall as Mickie started to make her cat's food. She was so short that she could barely reach the bowls on the top shelf.

"Jessy! Get here!", Mickie shouted.

"Ugh! I'm laying down in the blankets! What do you want now?"

Jessy arrived in the kitchen to see her friend giving her the stink eye, looking up at her giving out the look of help. Jessy immediately asked her which bowl she needed and got it for her.

The two had been friends since they first met in high school. Mickie and Jessy were always hanging out together, especially during the weekends. They went through their awkward stage together, Glew up together and even went to the same college together. Now that they had finished all their schooling, they had to get their own apartments to live in, and Mickie barley got by paying rent. Life was hard, especially for her.

"So you gonna stay the night here or what..?", Mickie asked in suspense.

"My Boyfriend is going to come and pick me up soon enough.."

"You are so lucky you live with someone to help you pay the rent!", Mickey cried.

Jessy smiled whilst helping her friend in the kitchen.

"I don't live with him yet, we were planning to get married first", Jessy said proudly."Looks like I've won the bet we made a few years ago. I'm getting married first!", Jessy boasted as Mickie put down her cat's food.

"I don't care about that. Right now, what I really need to focus on is all the jobs I need to manage daily!", she said in sadness.

Suddenly, they all heard a car hooting from the road below and Jessy immediately rushed to the window to see who is was.

"Looks like he's here... Bye Bestie", Jessy said with a comforting look towards her friend.

Mickie accompanied her friend downstairs to the building's doorstep as it was much too cold to go outside. They huged each other to say goodbye and Mickey stood at the door to see her Friend, also quite wrapped in clothing, run to her man's car in a penguin sort-of way.

Mickie didn't mind being alone in her little apartment with her cat. She thought that everything was fine in her situation, except for the rent issue of course.

So Mickey quickly attended to the food which she was cooking for herself, in fear of burning it. It was a lovely quiet night and it was snowing gently. Mickie player her favourite song on a little speaker she had whilst she was cooking.

Her cat kept on bothering her even though she had already give him his food. Mickie got annoyed by his excessive meowing at a high pitch tone. She decided that she'd put some more food down for him, but she promised herself that it was the last plate.

A small lounge, connected to her bedroom with a small bathroom and a corner for a kitchen was where she lived. For her she thought it was good enough, considering the fact that it was quite a big apartment. Filled with paintings and decorations, Mikie tried to make it more cozy as Christmas was coming ahead.

Mickie laid down on her couch to eat her food rather than her bed -the only couch she had.

After eating, Mickie started to stroke Sharky. Little did she know, he was going to stick his bum in her face, but what she didn't expect was...

Fffffff...

"Ugh! Sharky!", she shouted

Mickie did not hesitate to push her cat off her couch. He had farted in her face!

"Not again!", she cried in agitation

He cat gave her the *stink* eye and simply walked away.

Mickie was then tired and felt like going to bed, but what she didn't know was what was going to happen the next morning...

To wake up with paws!