Our Kitten

Chapter One - My Temporary Home

Nora's p.o.v.

Ugh! What a freaking dump! The beds are old. The food is nasty. My shoes have holes. There is nothing  worse than living in a saggy old orphanage like this one! Well, I'll take that back, I'm just being dramatic. There are way worse places to live. I bet the people who do live in those places would love to live here! Could you imagine living in a cardboard box on the side of some old street in some random city with maggots crawling all over you? That... would be the worst thing eve- ya know... I don't even think that's the worst... Oh! Concentration camps during the big WW2! That one has to be pretty bad! So, I guess, it's not so bad living here compared to other places.

I should probably introduce myself! I am Nora Mae Simmion, and I'm going to be adopted! I'm going to have real parents! Live, actual, parents! Like, a mom and a dad! MAYBE EVEN SIBLINGS!! Oh my gosh, yes! Oh... I think they're here now!

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I quickly grab my mud drenched tennis shoes and run as quickly as possible down the stairs (without breaking my neck), into the dining area. Taking a left-over pop tart from a zip lock bag, I attempt to pull on my right shoe at the same time, resulting in me falling over and hurting my arm... typical. I know for a fact that my new parents will not enjoy all of the future emergency room visits caused by a stupid flaw like clumsiness!

I finally get off of the floor and pull myself together as I eat the last few pieces of my pop tart. I straighten my shirt, fix my bun, and take a deep breath... "Here I go." Before I walk into the little office to meet my new parents, I stand just outside the door to listen to what they're saying. I hear the owner of the orphanage's voice (Mr.Fort)... and then another man's voice. It must be my new father! He has a deeper, raspier voice.

They are talking about what I might think of two men being... my... parents? WAIT... TWO MEN?! Are they a gay couple?! Oh lord, I'm not going to have a mom and a daddy, I'm going to have a dad and a daddy! Oh, uh, not that there's anything wrong with it. It's just not what I was expecting. I'm totally fine with it!

I hear Mr. Fort's voice getting closer, so I begin to straight up panic. Hands get sweaty, I start shaking, my heart beats faster, and I start breathing abnormally. So, me being a wondrous genius, I bust through the door and raise my hands to the side and scream, "TA DA!" I immediately begin to observe my future "fathers". One has black hair and the other has brown. Both have the same haircut. One's looking at me with the most terrified expression and the other is just looking at me like I have three heads.

I realize that my idea was a failure and I turn into a tomato and let my arms down, putting them behind my back. My forehead begins to sweat and I finally manage to stutter out, "Heheh... hi."

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I'm back in my room packing after I got done with the meeting of my new parents. Their names are Dan Howell and Phil Lester. They aren't really married, but they're pretty close. They said they thought the grand entrance was startling, but cute... I guess that's... okay? I was hoping for a more "cool, but flawless" approach. They thought I was just plain adorkable. I also found out that they are YouTubers and that made me feel dumb because they were all like, "So, have you heard about us or seen anybody else's videos," and I was just like, "Ah, no... we don't have internet, sadly." Then I glared over at Mr. Fort who just shushed me.

They said they're going to need a few days to prepare, so I have to stay here for another, whole week. Yay.