Chapter 3

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I have come up with a plan.

I, Yogurt the cat, have a scheme.

The goal is to make Harry fall in love with me. We can get married and I can have a paw ring and we can- I'm getting sidetracked. Today is Day One of the scheme. I am going to accidentally fall down his shirt. I'm very excited. It's noon when he returns from lunch with a friend. I try not to be too jealous of the friend, but it's Angela and he's always spending time with Angela. How can I not be jealous? I hear the door slam as I usually do and then he comes into the living room. My heart is hammering in my little chest.

"Yogurt." He nods as he walks by. I'm a little disappointed, but I don't fret because I still have hours until I will be in his shirt. I purr to myself.

*time passes*

It is now 10 PM. Harry is in the bathroom brushing his teeth but he hasn't changed out of his shirt yet. I am perched on his closet, ready to accidentally fall down on him. I wait anxiously. It's a few minutes before he walks in quietly. He stands right under where I want to be. And he's beginning to take his shirt off... I wait until just the right moment to fling myself off of the closet aiming right for the space between the fabric and his skin. I'm small enough to fit. But something goes wrong. In the millisecond that I'm in the air, he steps out of the way. I screech. Then, there's the impact of my small, fragile body hitting the floor. I hear my lover shout my name. And then everything goes black.

A/N: Will Yogurt be okay? What do you think about Angela? Will her plan work? Tell me what you think in the comments (even if you've already read the entire story on Instagram). Don't forget to vote!

-Cali

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