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pegunicent, more PK. *rolls on you* Hope you like it.
Note of possible importance. PK has kinda merged with a variation of the DemonyZack universe idea. Zack got shot on the cliff, and apparently died. However, given that he was a second gen-test of the same thing they did to Vincent, he got better. Only, by then, Cloud was gone and Zack thought he was dead.
Kitchen
“OUT! OUT OF MY KITCHEN!”
Grinning like a loon, Zack scooped up the cat, eyes glimmering golden. As he ducked past the doorway and avoided the spoon flung at his head, he ignored disgruntled blue eyes.
“Stop calling him a scratching post. And I’m surprised you haven’t been fried up for something. I know a recipe or two that calls for cat.”
A low mrow, sounding both disgusted and threatening, the cat’s eyes narrowing.
“Oh, shush. You know he won’t eat you. As much as you annoy him at times, you are part of the family. In some very odd, twisted way. And you know how we all are on family.”
Another plaintive meow, and Zack chuckled. “Yeah, he’s the blond scratching post, but he’s also the blond scratching post who’s cooking. You -know- how good his food is, too. You also know that if we keep the harassment down to minor annoyances, we’re the ones who get to go taste test.”
Speculative look. “Of course I’ll get him to let you. We’re all part of the same pack.” A pause. “Yes, even the blond scratching post. Remember, he feeds you for the most part.” Soft snort. “Yes, I know, he yells when you eat the koi, but that’s mostly because Tifa yells at him.” This time Zack bit his lip. “That’s right, Bounce Bounce is scary. And we will never let her know you call her that, okay?”
Wide eyes and a nod. Damn, this was a smart cat. Now, just to wait till Spike called them back in to play taste testers. Mmmm. Yummy.
House
This was a big house. Lots of places to explore. Now, if he could just get the others to learn to listen to him, it would be much better.
Blond scratching post would appear and drag him from the most interesting of places and mutter at him. Most inconvenient. And Bounce Bounce tended to pick him up and give him a hard shake, which he didn’t like, but it did teach him that, for some reason, some places weren’t to be gone into. Had to have Human-thing explain it to him, and he still didn’t get it, but at least he knew that going there equaled shakes.
For the most part, he had them well trained, even blond scratching post. A jump and a purr would get him scritches and food. All was good. He still wanted to eat the colorful fish in the shallow water, but that -really- got people mad. Have to be sneakier about it.
His favorite place was right under the bar. Didn’t have to worry about being stepped on, though most of the normal humans there had learned not to after a few times of having claws sunk into their legs. But he could be there and relax and watch. He kept hoping the shiny calling one would come back, and that was good. Shiny calling one was well trained, and he never had forgiven blond scratching post for making shiny calling one go away.
Never would admit this to the human thing or to blond scratching post, but the best thing about the house was that, sometimes, in the middle of the night, they would all sit around together and talk. Not in the noisy way, but the sneaky cat way, the only signs of life at all the glow of eyes that moved as each of them spoke. He didn’t have much to add to those, but it was good to feel part of the pride.
He would pretend to have no idea what anyone was talking about if they asked, though.
Manners
Kadaj glared at the cat, which was on its back and looking at him with wide eyes.
“It,” he said calmly. “Is considered bad manners to wake someone up that way.”
The cat looked unimpressed. So Kadaj continued.
“So, I am going to pretend I don’t see Yazoo using you for target practice.”
The cat was up and moving even as Yazoo, a faint curl of his lip present, pulled his gun. Let’s see how much he could do before Loz came back.
Speak
Cats shouldn’t speak. But this one did, and Sephiroth couldn’t help but talk back. Had been a long time since he had dealt with something which wasn’t at least a small bit fearful of him.
The last had been Zack. He wondered what had happened to Zack.
The cat meowed at him and batted at the bottom of his coat, and Sephiroth bent down and picked it up.
“Hungry, hmm,” he said slowly. “We will feed you, and then you can explain a few things.”
If he was going to deal with a talking cat, at least he would get a few useful things from it. Like how said cat could speak, because he could feel it, echoing in his mind, the ties of Jenova.
Hojo must have gotten bored. Well, he could deal with that later. First, he had to feed the cat.
Wash
It took two of them, one mako enhanced human, one mako enhanced human-demon cross, and a third who did nothing but take pictures, giggling as she did, but the cat got washed.
Cloud and Zack were both happy they healed fast and didn’t scar as easily any more. Or else those claws, impressing in and of themselves and driving by mako enhanced cat legs, would have left some gaping wounds. Tifa’s laughter didn’t help either.
But the cat was washed.
“Maybe next time you won’t try to get the koi,” Cloud said, dripping wet.
Zack added his bit. “Or at least see the trap.”
“How about you stop eating my koi,” Tifa said. “Yuffie keeps sending them to me as presents, not for you to eat.” She looked far to amused.
The cat just sneezed and started plotting his vengeance.
pegunicent, more PK. *rolls on you* Hope you like it.Note of possible importance. PK has kinda merged with a variation of the DemonyZack universe idea. Zack got shot on the cliff, and apparently died. However, given that he was a second gen-test of the same thing they did to Vincent, he got better. Only, by then, Cloud was gone and Zack thought he was dead.
Kitchen
“OUT! OUT OF MY KITCHEN!”
Grinning like a loon, Zack scooped up the cat, eyes glimmering golden. As he ducked past the doorway and avoided the spoon flung at his head, he ignored disgruntled blue eyes.
“Stop calling him a scratching post. And I’m surprised you haven’t been fried up for something. I know a recipe or two that calls for cat.”
A low mrow, sounding both disgusted and threatening, the cat’s eyes narrowing.
“Oh, shush. You know he won’t eat you. As much as you annoy him at times, you are part of the family. In some very odd, twisted way. And you know how we all are on family.”
Another plaintive meow, and Zack chuckled. “Yeah, he’s the blond scratching post, but he’s also the blond scratching post who’s cooking. You -know- how good his food is, too. You also know that if we keep the harassment down to minor annoyances, we’re the ones who get to go taste test.”
Speculative look. “Of course I’ll get him to let you. We’re all part of the same pack.” A pause. “Yes, even the blond scratching post. Remember, he feeds you for the most part.” Soft snort. “Yes, I know, he yells when you eat the koi, but that’s mostly because Tifa yells at him.” This time Zack bit his lip. “That’s right, Bounce Bounce is scary. And we will never let her know you call her that, okay?”
Wide eyes and a nod. Damn, this was a smart cat. Now, just to wait till Spike called them back in to play taste testers. Mmmm. Yummy.
House
This was a big house. Lots of places to explore. Now, if he could just get the others to learn to listen to him, it would be much better.
Blond scratching post would appear and drag him from the most interesting of places and mutter at him. Most inconvenient. And Bounce Bounce tended to pick him up and give him a hard shake, which he didn’t like, but it did teach him that, for some reason, some places weren’t to be gone into. Had to have Human-thing explain it to him, and he still didn’t get it, but at least he knew that going there equaled shakes.
For the most part, he had them well trained, even blond scratching post. A jump and a purr would get him scritches and food. All was good. He still wanted to eat the colorful fish in the shallow water, but that -really- got people mad. Have to be sneakier about it.
His favorite place was right under the bar. Didn’t have to worry about being stepped on, though most of the normal humans there had learned not to after a few times of having claws sunk into their legs. But he could be there and relax and watch. He kept hoping the shiny calling one would come back, and that was good. Shiny calling one was well trained, and he never had forgiven blond scratching post for making shiny calling one go away.
Never would admit this to the human thing or to blond scratching post, but the best thing about the house was that, sometimes, in the middle of the night, they would all sit around together and talk. Not in the noisy way, but the sneaky cat way, the only signs of life at all the glow of eyes that moved as each of them spoke. He didn’t have much to add to those, but it was good to feel part of the pride.
He would pretend to have no idea what anyone was talking about if they asked, though.
Manners
Kadaj glared at the cat, which was on its back and looking at him with wide eyes.
“It,” he said calmly. “Is considered bad manners to wake someone up that way.”
The cat looked unimpressed. So Kadaj continued.
“So, I am going to pretend I don’t see Yazoo using you for target practice.”
The cat was up and moving even as Yazoo, a faint curl of his lip present, pulled his gun. Let’s see how much he could do before Loz came back.
Speak
Cats shouldn’t speak. But this one did, and Sephiroth couldn’t help but talk back. Had been a long time since he had dealt with something which wasn’t at least a small bit fearful of him.
The last had been Zack. He wondered what had happened to Zack.
The cat meowed at him and batted at the bottom of his coat, and Sephiroth bent down and picked it up.
“Hungry, hmm,” he said slowly. “We will feed you, and then you can explain a few things.”
If he was going to deal with a talking cat, at least he would get a few useful things from it. Like how said cat could speak, because he could feel it, echoing in his mind, the ties of Jenova.
Hojo must have gotten bored. Well, he could deal with that later. First, he had to feed the cat.
Wash
It took two of them, one mako enhanced human, one mako enhanced human-demon cross, and a third who did nothing but take pictures, giggling as she did, but the cat got washed.
Cloud and Zack were both happy they healed fast and didn’t scar as easily any more. Or else those claws, impressing in and of themselves and driving by mako enhanced cat legs, would have left some gaping wounds. Tifa’s laughter didn’t help either.
But the cat was washed.
“Maybe next time you won’t try to get the koi,” Cloud said, dripping wet.
Zack added his bit. “Or at least see the trap.”
“How about you stop eating my koi,” Tifa said. “Yuffie keeps sending them to me as presents, not for you to eat.” She looked far to amused.
The cat just sneezed and started plotting his vengeance.
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>.>
I love you so.
-huggles PK-
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PK is cuddly.
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...Bounce Bounce.
mad, mad glee here. I think I may have to stalk you now...
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*choke*
*squeeky wheezing noise*
dies.
just dies.