Hi there, nya!

Shiny things here, shiny things there

8butterflyboy8:

“Fine, it’s upstairs,” Victor says, getting her off him and standing back up. “Wait here.” He heads back upstairs to get some of the fish he bought and put it on a plate.

While he’s doing that, Marty does his best to act as a sort of wall to keep her from moving around too much. “Sheesh, I thought you’d be out of it for a lot longer,” he comments. “Didn’t you just get stitches?”

Whether Marty’s blocking her off or not, she finds a way to get by him, off and running about again. She trips on her own feet, falling with a squeak, but only laughed as she laid on the floor. She rolled over, holding her hands up with her claws drawn, grinning and bearing her small fangs, ready to attack Marty’s hand if he tried to touch her. All kittens do this at least once, I know that as a fact (because all cats do it to me).

Shiny things here, shiny things there

8butterflyboy8:

“All right, kid, let’s — hey!” How the hell did she slip out of his hands, is she covered with grease or something? Marty can’t help but stare as she tackles Victor. “How the hell do we get her to calm down?”

“I don’t know!” Victor looks up at her, rubbing his head. He thought he could handle cats, but now he isn’t so sure. “Which did you want — food or play?”

“Fish, nyaaa!” Amber whined, crossing her arms with a huff.

She didn’t wanna wait anymore, and she was very energetic right now. If she’s gonna be hanging out here more often, you guys are gonna have to get use to her running around. And cleaning up a lot of shiny things.

(( Imma teach Amber how to sing ‘The Veldt’ by Deadmau5 >:3 ))

“V-Vel… Veldt, nya..?”

(( good girl ^w^ *scratches behind ears* ))

*purrs loudly*

Shiny things here, shiny things there

8butterflyboy8:

“Whoa, hey, easy! Don’t hurt yourself worse!” Marty says, chasing after her.

Victor sees her and tries to intercept. “Amber! Amber, really, you shouldn’t be racing around like this! B-Besides, I thought you were hungry.”

Amber squeaked when Marty had caught her first, beginning to laugh as she squirmed in his grasp.

“Fish, nya!” she giggled as Victor said that, easily slipping away from the other to tackle Victor in a large hug.

“Play, nyaaa!”

Shiny things here, shiny things there

8butterflyboy8:

“All right, now — Amber!” Victor scrambles after her, wondering how the hell she cold have so much energy after all that’s happened. Is there a dimmer switch of a sort on her or something he could use?

Marty’s closing up the shop when Amber runs downstairs. “Oh, hey, you’re up,” he says, looking down at her. “Thought you’d be asleep for longer.”

Amber saw him, making her squeak in her excitement and stumble back and on the ground, bringing a few things form the shelves with her. She moaned in pain for a moment, getting up and shaking her head a bit. Then she was laughed and ran off again, leaving the mess for him to clean up.

“Play, nya! Play, nya!” she chanted.

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Oh I read that short story. Is that the one with the parents and the kid’s electrical nursery house with the savannah?

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(( … uhm… I think so..? ))

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Shiny things here, shiny things there

8butterflyboy8:

He’s almost asleep himself when she finally wakes up. “W-what?” he says, blinking. “Ask my father, he —” Wait, yes, this is reality, not what he was thinking of before. “Oh, yes, right… L-let me up please?” He needs to be able to go get the fish.

Amber got up, confusion in her eyes from what he’d said. But she merely let it go, getting down to run around, giggling all the while. Before Victor can even get up, she finds her way downstairs, into the shop. She laughed as she saw all those shiny things again, enjoying herself.

“Play, nya!”

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