[KH/FF] Secret Santa 2017

What the Cat Dragged In By Mizurush

To: TheWhitePunkin

From: mizurush.tumblr.com

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I was TheWhitePumpkins's secret santa for the ff/kh Secret Santa! I hope you have a good holiday and you enjoy your piece!!

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It was late when Axel got home from work. Letting himself in, he quickly shut the door behind himself, careful not to let Cactus, the dismissive tabby cat and roommate out. "I'm home." He called out more for himself than the cat, how ever his call gained no response. Unusual, but the thought of the cat catching a few extra hours of sleep wouldn't be unusual either. Toeing off his boots and dumping his bag onto the floor Axel scours the apartment looking for the fur ball. Not under the bed, not on the counter, not behind the couch and not on the window sill. He must have just found a new place to nap so Axel brushes it off, and prepares something to eat.

Its midnight when Axel's jarred awake by a squeaking sound, he waits a few seconds, raking his brain for what it could be and when he realizes he has no idea, he grabs his phone off the bedside table, grabs a discarded belt off the floor and with shaking knees gets up and crosses the bedroom. Cactus runs past his feet and leaps onto the bed, ah there he was, the cats presence gives him a little more confidence going out into the house as now he has a friend to protect. He checks the house twice and nothing is out of place, when he returns to bed, Cactus is calm, curled up at the foot of the bed. Cats could sense danger right? If he was calm all must be fine. Axel climbs back under the covers, but he doesn't sleep well that night.

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"Cactus?" He calls out, again out of places to look for the feline. There's not a patter of paws, or sound for response. If that didn't work, he only had one thing left to do. He prepared himself fish for dinner, Cactus would usually be nipping at his ankles for a bite. However when he had finished his plate, alone he started to get worried.

Its about a week later he realizes Cactus is getting larger. Which really contradicts the fact he hasn't been eating much, and hes been hiding around the house avoiding playing with Axel. Its only late at night when he hears the squeak and his mind is racing that he puts two and two together and realizes, maybe, his cat is sneaking out.

The next day he calls into work and stays home to spy on his cat, a totally adult thing to do. But he missed his cat, and had no idea where he was disappearing to so Axel sets his laptop up in the living room and Skypes his phone. Its boring for the first few crack of dawn hours as Cactus meanders between sleep and general cat activities. When he leaves the scope of the laptop webcam he sighs and goes to fooling around on his phone. Its not much later that he hears a strange thumping sound. He gets up off his spot on the bed just as he hears the squeaking sound from the night and hes a running towards it. The kitchen. He grabs a belt he had now kept by his bed as he runs to ward off the intruder, instead he sees the bottom pane of the kitchen window slowly shutting. Its only in his confusion that he sees his, not so little anymore, cat now outside and pattering away from the house.

Axel completely changes gears and makes a run for the door. Needing to find out where his cat was going everyday he follows just at the edge of his vision. It's a few streets down that Axel sees the cat climb a fence all too well and way too quickly that he rounds the block and starts slamming on the houses front door.

There's no response and he knocks loudly again. Finally there's an answer. Axel is all too steaming with rage to care or even take in who answers the door.