By the time Scott gets home, the house is spotless.
He carries his things into the living room, to see a sleeping boy. He sighs. "Kitten?"
Mitch groans, waking up and looking at Scott tiredly.
"Yes master?"
"Good job at cleaning the house"
"T-th" Mitch yawns. "T-Thanks"
Scott smirks. "I've got something you you, kitten"
"Really?!" Mitch jumps up from his seat, scurrying to Scott's side. "What you get me?!"
"Come sit down kitten"
"Ok!!" Mitch sits back down on the couch, smiling widely. While Scott just casually sits next to Mitch, pulling something out of the bag he was holding.
"You're mine, right kitten?"
"yes"
Scott smirks, slipping the thing around Mitch's neck. Mitch looks down at it, mood dropping almost instantly.
"A-a collar? With my name... And a bell..."
"Yep"
"You got my name wrong.. My name's: Mitch Coby Michael Grassi... Not: Mitch Kitten Hoying..."
Scott kisses Mitch's cheek.
"That's now your name, kitten"
Mitch, looks like he's about to cry.
"Y-yes" He lets out a quiet sob. "Yes, M-master"
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Fanfiction...what will happen when a random guy at the bar, kisses Mitch? What will Scott do?
