The Missing One

Caroline's Escape Part 1

Hello I know I haven't been updating a while I just had a lot of things on my mind and plenty of school work so I am truly sorry for that. Also i changed my profile pic in my username because I didn't really like it so

Caroline paced at him as Klaus tried to place her in the bathroom. How was she ever going to escape locked in a bathroom?

Trying to appeal to his wanting for affection, she rubbed her fur against him, even going to far as to kick his face in a semblance of a kiss.

Yet he only chuckled at her attempts to atonement, kissing her fuzzy forehead in response.

" I promise to come back soon sweetheart." Giving her one last pat on the head, he placed her in the bathroom, closing the door, before he departed to the kitchen intent on finding his cat a water bowl and fish.

Clawing at the door, Caroline hissed. That bastard! She even licked his face!

Immediately, Caroline started planning her escape. At the moment, she was on the sink, 5 feet above an open window. If she could make the jump, she would be free.

Bracing herself, she counted to three before launching herself onto the windowsill.

Unfortunately, she miscalculated. With a strangled hiss, she tried to lift her small body into the ledge of the windowsill, only to be foiled by the sound of the creaking door.

Dropping to the ground startled, she landed in a heap on the hard bathroom floor.

Whimpering in pain, Caroline turned to find Klaus staring at her with a look of disapproval and amusement. "I leave you alone for 30 minutes, shame shame shame" he scolded, putting down the water bowl and food in his hands to carefully move her onto his shoulder.

Moving from the bathroom, he put her on his bed, watching as she curls into a ball on the new comforter that he brought in.

Out at the corner of her eye, she saw him lie down next to her. When she tried to pad away from him, he nearly laughed at her and brought her against his chest. When he began to pet her gently, she relaxed at his intentions, too tired to be angry.

"You are too feisty for your own good, what would have become of you had I left you there?" He muttered to her, or himself.

"Another cat probably would have eaten you; you're such a tiny thing".

Scowling, she try to puff herself up. He was strong! At her attempt, he laughed again, rubbing behind her ear for affection.

"Do not despair. I have grown quite attached to. I wouldn't want to lose the only friend I have at the moment." He spoke softly, and she felt guilt gnaw at her.

Yes he was bad, but no one it's totally evil right? She resolved that if she ever got out of this cat form, she would try to get to know him, even if it was just a little.

So I hope you really enjoyed this chapter I wrote it really late and I know I will be super tired in the morning but I did this just for you guys so peace out, good night.

Sincerely,
Cool-Jupiter