Collection Of One Shots About Love

Black Cat (5)

There was a sharp knocking at the door and in my irritation I almost forgot that I had been cat-napped. I wasn't used to sleeping at night, but for her I decided to adjust. I stretched my jaw wide in a yawn, looking at my surroundings as a shudder went through my body. I really need to pee!

As the knocking on the door became louder, I felt movement next to me, and I looked over at the lump. She groaned at the noise and only burried herself further into the sheets.

I wouldn't have pegged Evelyn as a morning person, but I felt that her unwillingness to get up was a bit abnormal. I didn't want to have to wake her myself, so I was glad when the knocking stopped.

My joy was short lived though, as I heard the sound of keys jingling and being jammed into the lock followed by the woosh of the door being thrown open. I'll admit, when I saw Derek's mother in full rage mode I was frightened out of my fur.

"Evelyn Carly Loeffler, for God's sake! Do you ever look at a clock!? You came home way past curfew! Care to explain?" With both hands on her wide hips, and a scowl, I thought she would eat her daughter alive.

The only response from Evelyn was to flip onto her other side, her back now facing the fuming woman. I was at a loss for words.

"Oh God! You've been spoiled! If your grandmother could see you now I'm sure she would be rolling in her grave!" The woman was now sighing and lamenting, on the verge of angry tears, and yet I knew she wasn't blaming her own terrible parenting.

It was then that she noticed me from behind her lump of a daughter. "Oh! You brought home a little stray!" She was speaking nonsense now! Clearly I was well bathed last night, and to showcase my beauty I finally stood up, stretching my slim body with my forelimbs reaching out in front of me.

"Darling, if you want a cat, we can get you something! How about a ragdoll?" The ignorant women continued her monologue. I was obviously very pissed, but I had to piss even more.

I walked with elegance and jumped from the bed with grace. I held my chin high, and my tail even higher. My only problem was finding a good place to... "Eek! It's getting away!"

She began chasing after me. "Terrance! Catch that furball!" She was too slow in her high heels to even come within a meter of me, but the old nice man from last night was in the way of my path.

I slowed my pace, not bothering to turn my head towards the crazy lady and I looked up at the oldie with wide eyes. His soft, grandpa-like expression was very soothing as he knelt down towards me, and I decided to greet him.

He reached out and I pushed my forehead into his palm and purred. He looked weird, but that didn't affect his overall charisma.

"Oh, Terrance! Thank goodness you caught the sneaky little thing!" The knocking of her heels on the hard wood floor drew closer, and I felt a sort of indignation at her words. Terrance wasn't restricting my movements at all, so I'm not sure what she meant by caught.

"Madam." Terrance nodded, abandoning his gentle expression for a professional attitude.

"Oh! You should put it into a cage somewhere and have it locked up until Eve comes to her senses. We can't have it just roaming about." She wafted both her hands towards me as if to shoo us away, and once I saw it, I hissed lightly, my neck bristling, and it was enough to make her flinch.

My good friend Terry didn't react at first to my aggression, and I would expect that it was due to old age weakening his reflexes. Though once he could react, my fur had already flattened to my body, and there was nothing to fix.

"Mom... Where is Karma?" I heard the most angelic voice, or... at least it would be if it wasn't so raw from a full night of rest. I watched with excited eyes as Evelyn, the one I pledged my legion to, walked out her bedroom door. She wasn't really walking though, I must say, because her legs seemed to move separately from her, as if they couldn't wait to fall off.

She held the door frame, and I hoped that my face was irresistibly cute, to make up for my hiss just now, if she heard it.

"You! You brought this vicious animal into my home!" The lady that I would never consider a loving mother, turned to face her lovely daughter, baring her short ugly fangs, and rhythmically tapping her crossed arms with each handfull of fingers. As she leaned forward, all she could see was her daughter's incredulity, forcing her to explain. "It hissed at me!"

"Mao!" My bladder would have to wait, as I had to quickly show Evelyn how much more loving I was compared to her mother. I raced to her bare feet and rubbed my face and body all over her exposed skin, revealing just how happy I was to see her awake.

"Leave her alone... You were probably asking for it anyway." She bent down to scoop me into her warm and soft arms while I purred loudly. Feeling envious of me would only be expected.

"Oh you...! Just wait till I tell your father that you plan on keeping such a menace!" The bad mother stomped her foot and stormed away towards the stairs, and I hoped with every fiber of my being that she would trip on her heels. Perhaps it was too much to ask for, because she made it down safely.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Terry stand up on his wobbly and feeble joints. He came towards us and looked comfortingly at Evelyn. "I know you're feeling aggreived, but you should understand that your mother is only on edge about Fredrick. The funeral is today, will you go?"

I couldn't help but flick my tail at the statement. Did some boy's death really mean she could bitch about absolutely nothing? Alright, well, I felt a little guilty, considering how I had noticed the mother's worry. Fred had died late at night, unable to see where he was heading, and her own daughter had been nowhere to be found at such a late hour.

Still, I really hated that woman!

"Will you watch Karma while I'm gone then?"

"I can." He nodded.

Ah! My bladder was small! I began struggling in Evelyn's arms, begging to be put down before I darted away to find the same bathroom I had been bathed in. I was a cat, but that didn't mean I had forgotten Frederick's human etiquette!

It wouldn't be that strange for a cat to use a toilet, right?