This isn't my cat...

Oh great...

Johnny woke up. "Crap.." he was unhappy about falling asleep again. After his eyes readjusted he looked around for his new housemate. Nowhere. "Kitty.. here kitty kitty.." he called unenthusiastically. Still nothing, even after searching the whole upper floor of his home. Then he noticed that the basement door was open, so he walked down the steps into the black abyss.

He walked into one of the small rooms flicking on the light, illuminating majority of the basement. Just shitty people he captured...like usual. "Let me out FUCKER!!!" he sighed. He was too tired to gut the man like the filthy pig he was, plus he had to find his neighbor's cat.

-After searching the entire basement-
"Fucking HELL!!!" he shouted slamming the basement door shut and flopping down on the sofa. "Where is the cat?!" he tried calming himself thinking of all of the other possible places and what he could say when his friend came to say hi to his cat. Mrrrow! "Hmm??" The cat crawled out from underneath his couch and stared at him. "So... that's where you were." The cat jumped up beside him and walked up to him rubbing it's face on his leg. "No." He stated. But the cat continues on, eventually climbing and lying in his lap. "Fuck." The cat purrs quietly and stares up at him. He wasn't afraid of the little cat and he knew damn well he could easily kill it, but he wasn't. It was his friend's. And if it made his friend happier, then great. The cat put it's head down and fell asleep in his lap. He frowned. This is NOT what he wanted. He lifted the cat setting it on the floor. "Stay." But the kitten jumped back up. "No." He put it back on the floor, but it jumped up again. Meoww "I said NO!!!" The little cat's eyes widened and it hopped away. Johnny sighed. At least he didn't hurt it. He looked down at his pants. They were completely covered in CAT FURR! He growled. He mentally noted getting a pet hair remover. ACHOOooooo! The cat jumped at the loud sound.

He could feel his allergies kicking in. He surprisingly hadn't been very sick for a long time, sure he's had colds before, but he tended to stay the hell away from cats. He was stuck with this one though. Then the cat jumped up by him again. "I said No!" The cat was more interesting in being pet than listening though. He grunts and offers his hand. The cat rubs it's face, side, and tail all over his arm, then crawls in his lap again and climbs up his shirt. "God you're annoying..." the cat rubbed it's little fluffy face against his.

His nose started running and he felt like hacking and sneezing. "Get off.." he attempted to pull the cat off of his shirt. He did successfully and set it down on the floor once again. Now he was completely covered in fur. His nose kept running and he started coughing.

-Later that day-
Todd walked down the steps exiting the skool bus. "Jeez... this coat doesn't help a whole lot.." Todd said shivering slightly. It was late November and the weather has been quite chilly lately. He walked in the direction of his neighborhood. The bus driver didn't even want to drive down his street (for whatever reason). Sometimes he believes it's because his scary neighbor, but now he thinks it's just because the driver didn't feel like going out of his way to turn down one freaking street to let one kid off. Thankfully it only took about ten minutes to get home, so he sped walked to his neighbor's place remembering his new companion.

He made his way to the front porch and knocked. (He chose to not ring the bell anymore after the last time-he heard screaming from below, which caused him to have a phobia of doorbells) his neighbor cracked open the door looking more sickly than normal. "Are you alright?..." he asked concerned. "I'm fine... I'm going to go get some shit for my allergies.. " he said walking past the kid. "W-what?... You're leaving me here all by myself???" Nny raised a brow. "You'll be ok, it's just a few minutes. The dollar store is just down the road a little ways. Anyways.. don't answer the door for anyone other than me, don't go downstairs, blah blah... you get it I'm sure." Todd shook nervously. "What about the p-people...?" "Oh, I haven't gotten the time to catch anyone new. Just uhh nonliving.." He said closing the door. Todd dislikes the fact he still was killing, although his home did smell a little better oddly. He remembered his neighbor saying something about a wall he painted and that he quit a few months ago.

Just then the little poof know as "Coal" ran up to him rubbing it's face against his legs. "Hey Coal! I missed you too."