Shorts, One Shots, Outtakes Ghostbird FF

Bad Pussy

****This was written just for fun, and because I can't stand Kayli. I see her as the type to kick small animals, but that's just me. If you're a Kayli fan, this may not be the short for you. ****

"I swear to Bob, Raven. Those cats have it out for me," Kayli's voice screeches from Axel's room.

"You are imagining things, little Thief. The pussies are only showing their love," Raven rumbles, finding it inordinately humorous to use the word that seems to send everyone into a tizzy.

"Would you stop calling them that? I know you know the appropriate words. Besides, I think I'm allergic. You should take them back. We don't have room for them anyway," Kayli mutters angrily.

Raven looks at the small furry creatures twining around his feet, and shakes his head. These two take up a lot less room than Kayli and her attire do.

Entering the kitchen, Raven opens the fridge and removes the special mixture of nutritionally sound food Marc created just for their furry friends. Knowing the cats are still leery of non-cardboard flavored food, he opens a can of cat food as well.

Dumping both foods on a plate, Raven places them in the microwave to heat the mixture up to body temperature.

"I wouldn't want you to have to eat cold food, my little loves," he rumbles affectionately.

"Raven! You better clean this hairball off my boots, or so help me!" Kayli's shrill squawk becomes louder as she approaches the kitchen.

"Alright already, little Thief. No need to wake the corpses," Raven grumbles as he tosses the cat food can under the sink and into the recycle bin.

He makes quick work of wiping the cat vomit from the boot in question and washes his hands. On the way back to the kitchen he hears the Thief's angry muttering.

"...you looking at you nasty fur ball? For god's sake, you act like you're entitled to everything here. Spoiled little monsters. Raven, I think the microwave is broken. This isn't even hot," she grumbles before forking in another bite.

Marc opens the door to the unit and spies Kayli holding the plate containing his special mixture and the cats staring up at her. Axel silently follows Marc into the apartment and leans against the door.

"Are you teaching them to eat off a fork? Axel told you to bond with them, but I don't think he's expecting you to go that far," Marc mutters with disbelief.

"Why would I do that?" Kayli asks bitterly.

"You tell me! You're the one holding a fork and cat food," Marc's eye start to glint with dark humor.

"Cat...food? RAVEN! You made me cat food?" the brunette screeches.

"I made it for the cats. You assumed it was for whom? Me? You?" the Russian's accent thickens with humor and disbelief.

"I thought it was yours!" Kayli squeals before running to the sink and gargling water.

"Perhaps you should take care of your own food preparation," Axel says from his stationary position.

Kayli spits the water out as she whips her head around; the dirty mix splatters across the sink and clean dishes in the drainer with her movement.

With narrowed poison-colored eyes, Kayli stomps off to the bathroom and slams the door.

The guys all look at each other with hints of distaste before Raven's laughter rumbles wickedly out of him. Marc and Axel both chuckle a few times before plastering impassive looks upon their faces. Precious makes a small purring sound and places her front paws on Raven's legs.

"You better go over by Corey and Brandon. Little Thief is going to be bad nudes now," Raven instructs the cats.

Both furry critters make their way to the small kitty door that the guys had installed and exit the apartment. More slamming is heard from the bathroom before the furious female storms back into the main living area.

"My toothbrush was in the litter box. It. Was. In. The. Damn. LITTER BOX!" Kayli shouts from between her clenched, bared teeth.

"The pussies must think you have a pee-pee mouth," Raven reasons.

"That's potty mouth, Rave," Marc states calmly.

"Pee-pee, potty, the same, yes? The pussies are very intelligent" Raven replies reasonably.

"Would you stop? Who the hell cares which word you use? I'm telling you that if those little monsters do just one more thing, it's them or me! And stop using that word for cats! It's used for lady parts, you idiot! I'm going for a walk," Kayli grits out as she shoulder-slams her way past Marc to reach the newly-vacated apartment door.

As she slips her sock-clad foot into her second pair of boots, her shoulders raise almost to her ears as her back straightens. The boot that was half on her foot is allowed to drop to the floor showing an unsavory brown lump clinging to the cotton of the sock.

"I should have kicked the mangy monster again when I had the chance. I should have thrown her from the window. I swear to BOB I'm going to skin that little demon if I ever get my hands on her. That's IT! GET RID OF THOSE DAMN CATS OR I'M LEAVING!" Kayli shouts as she throws the soiled sock at Raven.

Axel silently reenters the room carrying a large duffle bag and a backpack.

"The cats stay," he says calmly as he hands off the bags to a dumbfounded Kayli.

"You're choosing those little monsters over me? ME? Well, screw you. You'll never have another chance to get your hands on all of this," Kayli spits as she pushes out her chest and uses her hand to gesture up and down her frame.

Raven, completely over her drama, shrugs his large shoulders and raises his eyebrows. When no one makes a move to stop her, Kayli huffs out an angry breath and flings the door open. At the elevator, Ghost sits cleaning his paw.

"We'll see you out," Axel states behind Kayli just as she pulls her foot back to kick the kitten.

Upon hearing Axel speak, Kayli growls lowly, and spins toward the stairs. Six flights later, Kayli angrily tosses the bags containing her possessions down the last set then stomps down the steps until she rests two up from the ground floor. Spinning around, she looks up at the unimpressed men.

"You're making a huge mistake," the bitter brunette states.

"You're right. I can't believe we almost forgot. Here are your boots," Marc extends the smelly pair of boots to the shocked female.

Kayli slaps the offending footwear from Marcs hand then steps backward down the last two steps while glaring. At the bottom, a surprised yowl coincides with a flailing Kayli. Precious darts up the stairs and is scooped up by Raven. Kayli lands on her butt and stomps her feet on the floor as a high-pitched scream leaves her mouth.

When she's done throwing her tantrum, Kayli gathers her bags and shoves through the building doors.

"Bad pussy," Raven mutters quietly.

"Don't blame the cat for that woman's bad behavior," Axel corrects.

"I wasn't talking about Precious," Raven smirks as he walks across the lobby to the elevators.

Marc and Axel chuckle as they realize Raven was referring to Kayli. That female has been nothing but a self-centered bundle of headaches since she entered their lives. Definitely not Academy material.

"I'll have to mix up more cat food. The cow ate most of it," Marc mumbles.

"Do you know what this means?" Raven asks mischievously. "We can get more kittens," his smirk widens into a satisfied grin.