A Batter and a Pitcher.

Chapter 5

Okay, nothing is better than a nice cup of tea and a nice TV show to start off the day. E was still sleeping, and Wheatley got up early to make himself something to drink. He turned off the radio, and then the TV.

Meow.

What? Cats weren't in the house. Wheatley peeked around the corner, to see a white cat. It's eyes were blue, just pure white fur. He picked it up and stared at it. He never really had any pets...Wouldn't hurt to keep it, right? He set it down.

"How will I feed you..?" Wheatley asked himself. "Well...I have money, Stupid Me...Ahaha.." He laughed to himself. "I could...go get some for you." He sighed, and laid out a bowl of water, before grabbing his wallet, and walking out, the keys jingling in his pocket.

E finally woke up, and stretched, his arms making a loud POP.

"And...Pop goes the Weasel! Hah..Such childish songs." E told himself. Childish. The word kept replaying in his head.

Meow.

Hold up. A cat? Did..Wheatley bring a cat inside?

"Oh my god..Really, Nigel?" E said, as he leaned into the hallway. Wheatley wasn't there. "Nigel?" E called out. No Answer. "Hmmmm.." The boy hummed. He saw the white cat, staring at him with the blue eyes. E picked it up, staring at it.

Wheatley walked in with a bag of cat food. E set it down as Wheatley laid out a bowl, full of the cat food. The cat ran over, and munched on it.

"What do you want to name it?"

E paused. Wheatley wanted him to name a cat? How surprising...

E broke the silence. "Brownie."

"Brownie?"

"Brownie." E repeated.

Wheatley was considering it. He nodded. "Brownie it is."

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E felt something on his lap. That cat. He petted the cat, while staring at the wall.

"You little furball..." He muttered.

"Don't offend Brownie!" Wheatley yelled.

Brownie stared at E, the blue eyes meeting a terrifying pair of red.

"Sometimes Brownie scares me. She just..stares."

"E, That's what Cats do!"

Brownie put her paws on E's chest and licked his cheek. He shivered. Wheatley took Brownie, and walked off. E shook his head

I.Hate.Cats.

E was already singing Scissor Sisters' "I can't Decide". Both boys had GREAT singing, But E wouldn't show that talent around people. Wheatley heard his brother sing, and was leaning against the door listening. Right as E finished, he ran into his older sibling.

"Y-You didn't hear that, Did you?" E stuttered.

"Maybe..." Wheatley smirked.

"Pretend you didn't!" E shouted as he walked away.

"Sure thing.."

(A/N: Sorry for the 10 day wait! Hahahha, My PC was being strange! Sorry. Also Sorry about the short chapters, I'm being Weird again.

Thanks!)