A Weird CATastrophe [A Fireafy Fanfic]

CHAPTER 3: Warming Up

Leafy yawned quietly as she awakened. She slowly opened her eyes, only to reveal a sleeping Firey. She uncurled and sat up, curling her tail around her paws. She couldn't take her eyes off of him. He looked so peaceful, So calm. He laid still. Leafy cautiously approached him, and headbutted him softly. He stirred slightly and groaned, shifting to his side. Leafy took a step back. She reflected on the incident yesterday. She's gonna have to get used to being a cat. This is gonna be a long day.

She wondered how the others were doing, although that didn't matter since there was no way she could reveal herself to them now. She hopped off of Firey's bed. Maybe she could look around his room for a bit? Not snooping.. just a look. There was nothing else to do anyway. Leafy began to look for where she should search next. She stopped and gazed upon his closet. 'Oh, why not.. I've been in there before, Maybe there's interesting stuff in there that I haven't seen yet.' She thought. She lightly padded up to his closet and peeked inside. He left the closet door cracked, so it was easy to just walk in. She eventually walked in, scanning the things he had stored inside his closet. It was just full of books.. and paper. Until after a while of searching, she found something that stuck out to her. It was a notebook, But not an ordinary one, well.. clearly. Because, it had writing on it that said "Firey's Journal". She squinted, since the handwriting was kind of bad.

She pulled the book towards her and began flipping through the pages. Most of the pages was just about boring stuff. However, Leafy had stopped on a page that seemed to be the opposite. It was about how Firey played truth or dare with his sister, Match, 'Wait, what? Match is his sister? Oh, whatever.' -and her friend, Pencil. I guess all three of them have some sort of bond. Anyway; He said that Pencil had asked him a Truth question about a crush. It read: "I chose truth, but I kinda regretted it after she asked me if I had a crush. I was too embarrassed to answer truthfully, so I just said no. But I thought about it now, I think I have a crush on-" "Ahem,"

Leafy yowled, and turned around quickly, her fur standing on end. Firey was standing behind her, looking down at her. Although, her reaction seemed to make him chuckle for a bit, He kneeled to Leafy's level and looked at her with a serious face. "And what do you think your doing, kitty?" He asked. Wide eyed, Leafy tucked her tail between her legs. Firey leaned to the side and glanced at his open notebook. "Wow, I never knew cats could read." He quickly stood up, grabbed it and placed it on a high shelf in his closet. He glared at Leafy for a moment, before lifting her up and sitting her down on the bed. He gave her a quick pat on the head. "I'm going to get breakfast. I'll bring something up for you, but DONT get up to any sneaky stuff while I'm gone." He said, exiting the room. Leafy watched as the door closed, her fur flattening as she relaxed. She lied down on her side, thinking about what she read. Does he really have a crush? She frowned, disappointed. She was upset, but she didnt know why.

She wasn't sure if Firey even liked her anymore. She didn't care if his feeling towards her weren't mutual, she would be happy with just being friends, too. Wait, "Feelings"? What feelings? She could feel her fur getting hot. Did she feel something towards Firey? With a sigh, she brushed off her thoughts and scratched below her ear with a hind leg. There, sh⁰e lay on her side, staring at the wall while becoming lost in thought. She was thinking about how her and Firey could maybe become better friends soon, maybe even best friends! And how delicious cat food would be right no- Wait what? Where did that thought come from? Anyway, and how her and Firey could also possibly- "I'm back," Yep. Okay. Leafy jumped off Firey's bed and sat in front of it. Firey walked up to her and placed a plate of waffles and strawberries. It was Leafy's favorite breakfast, but, she wasn't sure if it would still taste good anymore. Cats can't taste sweetness. It's worth a shot though, right? However, she wasnt sure how to eat. She doesn't really.. have thumbs. She tried biting pieces off, and it worked, but she looked like an idiot, which she was, but that's beside the point. After she finished eating, she noticed Firey was laying on his bed, using his phone. She walked up to the opposite side of the bed, and hopped up on it.