Toasty, Warm, And Delicious

Chapter Three

We were all extremely tired after running from all those fan girls.

Peter went to go take a nap on one of the love seats.

I sat down on it and began petting him.

"Ahhh...that feels...great"!

I laughed and continued to rub his soft cat belly.

"You always treat the Catman like he's a real cat".

Gene laughed and then he smiled as he turned on the oven to start baking the cinnamon rolls.

"I want a glass of milk please".

I gave him a glass of milk.

Then, he licked his lips to clean them.

Peter was rubbing on my cheek like a cat would do.

"Aww man, isn't that just the cutest thing you've ever seen"?

Ace Frehley walked in carrying the last bit of groceries.

"I think we should get him pampered".

Peter was suprised.

"Believe me, I would have let some of the groupies do that, but when they did, my hair got burned and I had to wear a hat everyday until it grew back".

I tried not to laugh and Peter could see that.

"It's alright, kitten. I know you'd never laugh to hurt my feelings".

I picked him up and cradled him like a mother holding her infant.

"Alright, that's enough for now".

The Starchild walked into the living room after taking a shower.

Peter kissed my cheek and I giggled.