"Oh Blue," Lance sighed, ready to snap his pencil in half. "What would I ever do without you to help me?" Blue purred softly, kicking one of his papers to the floor. She had decided not to lay on his bed, no, she had decided it would be so convenient to lay right on all his homework that night. And then she just refused. To. Move.
"Please?" Lance tried again, smiling sweetly at her. "I'll, er... I'll get you those treats you like!" Blue seemed to perk up at that. Lance stood up quickly and ran to go get them. It was late at night- Most of his family was asleep. As he was walking back into his room, he heard a soft meow, and looked down to see Blue standing there. She sat down, her tail curling around herself. Lance opened the bag of treats and gave one to Blue, who basically inhaled the thing, and then ran to jump on his bed. He followed her over to the bed, and sat down next to her. She purred softly, rubbing her head against his arm. Lance chuckled, patting her on the head and then turning back to one of his shirts that he had left on the bed.
Wait.
"Uh, Blue? Did you hide my shirt or something?" Lance asked, leaning down to see if it had fallen or something. Nothing. His shirt was gone. Maybe one of his siblings took it? But why would they need his shirt?
After a moment Lance decided to blame Blue, and stood to finish up his homework. As the boy was turning off the lights and getting ready to sleep, he didn't notice the window.
The unlocked window.
Sorry it's so short! The next few parts are coming along slowly and I apologize if they're published a while after this one.
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