An Echotale One shot
a love story and action/adventure
first person POV (alternating)
its my first time writing one of these so..... enjoy
Please don't mind any spelling mistakes xD
The next day, I woke up and did what I normally do. At first I would just sit there and decide whether or not to go back to sleep and would normally talk myself into sitting up and doing things for Little Miss' sake. She was very loving. I was starting to believe she was pregnant. Or perhaps I just fed her more than what she had room for? Either way she was looking better.
I fed her at least twice a day and on occasion I would play with her. She would always get down on her front paws and wag her soft tail as though she was a dog. It would always force a smile to tug at my lips and I would chuckle softly.
Whenever I wasn't playing with the cat, I was tampering with the electronics of my battery fan. It had become a habit to take apart and put it back together until I got it right every day. When I wasn't doing that I was fixing up the bar. Of course the electric for a building was much harder but with time I would figure it out.
Little miss was a big help when it came to bugs. I seemed to be quite the snack for mosquitoes and spiders were frequent visitors. Little Miss took notice and took pride in catching them. She would bring the small insects to me and I would praise her with a few strokes and a "good girl" before she'd eat it. It was kind of disgusting but I guess that was what she would eat before I came along.
Most days would pass the exact same way except when it would storm. Little miss would take cover under the tarp and I would chuckle at the little lump she would become. I would pat her head comfortingly and bring her back out and lay her in my arms. She seemed to enjoy the feeling of a protector and I enjoyed that, in a way, she would return the favor.
I had decided that the next time I'd gone to the store again the next day and grab some more food. I would grab cat food and a bowl, as well as a bed and some food and water for myself. I had consumed at least a bottle and a can each day. Sure, it wasn't the three meals a day but, chicken noodle soup, three times every day..... For a week.... Would kind of get tiring don't you think?
In this kind of situation, you could lose all track of time. I know I did. Hour's blurred into days... Days blurred into weeks... Weeks to months, months to years and so on. Though, out of curiosity I would always glance at the Time on the clock in the store to have some sort of clue. The clock on my phone was broken and the city was somewhere in Africa. That's what happens when you drop your phone in water. I was lucky my music even worked.
On my way to the store with little miss at my side, I sighed. I had one ear bud in for music. Playing music without some way to contain it wasn't exactly a great idea. I had found that little miss seemed to enjoy playing fetch. It would make me chuckle when I would through a small rock and watch her trot back with a different rock that was the size of her head. In my head I had given her a little voice to match the persona she had shown me. Its was soft and kind. One that sounded mature but when you got to know it, it wasn't.
Even with as sweet as little miss was, nothing could stop my stomach from turning. Something felt off..... It felt like something was watching me. It wasn't a feeling I had gotten often and I was normally right about my suspicions, so deciding not to alarm Little miss I started to run, a fake smile on my face to tempt little miss to follow. And she did. The feeling I had, soon left and I stopped in front of the door, breathing out a sigh.
I pushed the door to the building open and waited for Little Miss to strut her stuff on into the store. I smiled to myself, deciding to add confidence to her voice. Repeating the same process that I had a couple weeks prior to the day, I grabbed a cart and scanned through the aisles to find which one I would enter.
Little Miss jumped into the cart and lay down. I chuckled softly at her "I'm the queen" attitude, pretty sure that she'd gotten it through the war. I placed a bed bigger than her into the cart. It was very fluffy and black, to match her, and would come in handy in the event of an attack. Well... for her anyway.
As for the food, I had just grabbed something that looked good for a cat. I had never owned a pet before so I was just kind of going for what seemed right. I would occasionally look down at little miss and she would look back with approval. She had placed alot of trust in me and if felt good. I stopped at the collars in horror, recalling a memory from back in the underground.
'I wouldn't DARE put that on her...' I thought, grabbing a purple cat bowl. Once I had everything that I'd needed, I walked through the doors and froze in place. Even little miss seemed to freeze for a minute before she hissed.... I glanced at her to see the hairs on her back stand up. I could see the fear she tried to hide behind her eyes. She was scared too....
Because that feeling I had? Was right....
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