#before dropping toy mice at our feet

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I love how some cats obviously view themselves as permanent kittens but others are just like "I'm your momma:)". Ma'am, you are four years old "I raised you myself:) Here, I brought you breakfast" That is a toy mouse "Yes, baby need snack:) Now shhhhhh, hold still while I groom you" Quality fucking stuff

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Predator Prey

✨️Kink Education with Elizabeth✨️

If you are into scratching, biting, grunting, and growling, you may have a Primal Play kink.

Primal play, also known as Predator/prey, is a dynamic between a sub and dom that typically involves the dom hunting down the sub before intercourse. A lot of people mix this with pet/animal play, but they are different. Pet/animal play involves at least one party dehumanizing themselves and taking the role of an animal. Primal play does not involve that.

Primal play finds its roots before we began civilized, and before sex began being seen as a sin as pushed by religion and church. Primal play is a way to revert back to that animalistic instinct of survival by letting us play with our basic needs, aka: breeding, food, and self-protection.

Predator prey is known for being a rougher form of play as well, the sex is a little more demanding, its rough, and it typically can cause the dom to leave a little more satisfied than the sub, especially when following traditional instinct and roles (sorry ladies.) It is an important for this play type to really focus on prediscussed consent and safe word communication.

Primal play also typically involves a struggle between the parties for dominance, something this fic does skip over because while I see Eris enjoying the hunt, I can't see him enjoying his mate struggling below him, even if it is consensual, due to his family history. I apologize. I skipped that aspect, but you all may have noticed the absolute Crackship I have another predator prey set up for. That couples going to go down swinging no matter how I write that dynamic.

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As always, NSFW below the cut

Eris Vanserra x Reader

Warnings - chasing, rough smut no traditional foreplay, p in v, slight hints of dirty talk, biting.

You shouldn't have been in the woods this late. You knew it was dangerous and that the trees themselves were awake and alerting any waiting predators that an unarmed female was walking alone through them.

After hours of dealing with your father in law, you had just wanted a few moments alone and made the choice to walk to the cabin you shared with Eris instead of winnowing.

That had been a mistake. Despite being in a seasonal court, day and night still shifted with the rest of the world, and golden rays of light gave in to star patterned darkness much too fast for comfort. You huddled your hood tighter, ignoring the bite of the autumn chill, and kept walking.

“Well, well, well,” the snap of a branch made you jump, heart beating faster as you froze. “What do we have here? A pretty mouse all by herself?”

You spun quickly, eyes wide as your husband approached with 3 hounds flanking him and growling. “Eris-” he shot you a look, silencing you.

“What you're going to do, little mouse, is run. You are going to turn and run and hope I don't catch you.” He took a step toward you, one you mirrored by stepping back. “Because if I catch you, I fuck you, and that would be mercy compared to what lurks in these woods just begging to get their teeth into you.”

He took another step, a bigger one causing you to stare straight at his chest until you looked up. He kissed you gently, the only gentle thing you knew you would get tonight before sliding one of his hounds training toys into the pocket of your cloak. “Run.”

You knew from the moment you accepted the bond, Eris was a bit of a sadist. But you also knew the first time that curtain dropped and your husband chained you to a wall, spanking you until your legs gave out, that you were a masochist. His mistake was calling you a mouse, though. You knew Eris had no understanding of how intelligent mice were. Mice were natural students, learning and adapting to their environment and tricks.

And you? You had learned.

You ran finding a large tree to abandon the cloak on before winnowing about 15 feet away, taking the training toy with you. You watched as Orion, Astrid, and Nova sat at the tree, looking up at Eris, then back to the cloak. Orion whined loudly, nudging the fabric as Eris growled.

Those hounds would never hurt you. Those hounds were chasing you for fun. And you had spoiled it. You cracked a branch on purpose, smiling and laughing as Nova perked back up, then began running towards where you had taken off from.

“Cheap tricks won't help you, mouse!” The dark laughter in his voice has your core tightening. You ran faster, heading near the direction of the cabin enough that he wouldn't think anything of it.

You were actually aiming for the lake nearby, though. Wanting him to fuck you under the full moon and all of her stars. Wanting to feel him pressing you into the dirt.

Eris caught your right as you reached it, a soft laugh as he did, and he took you rolling into the dirt and grass. Settling on top of you, Eris smirked. “This isn't home, mouse.”

You tossed the toy, listening as the hound Cheerfully began playing. Submission was setting in, creeping through your bones like an old ache. “No, sir.”

His warm hand came, holding your throat. “If you wanted to be fucked like an animal, y/n, you just had to ask.” You moaned at the words, at him seeing through you. He got up, forcing you on to your stomach, and began ripping the dress you were wearing. He placed a hand back on your neck, holding you down and leaning into you, whispering in your ear. “Do animals get prepared, mouse? Remind me.”

“No, sir,” it came out as more of a whimper than a sentence, a moan leaving your throat soon after. Eris wad grinding himself against you, cock straining heavily in his pants.

Eris was inside of you mere moments later, heavy cock stretching you open with a delicious burn. He was growling above you, rutting into you over and over while you wiggled and whimpered below him.

Nights like this, nights where sex was a mesh of teeth, of bruises, of thrusts so deep you could feel every inch of him lighting you on fire, normally meant Eris had a long day, a day where he felt no control, no joy. A day where he felt belittled.

Sex like this wasn't about you, and if you came, it was a reward. Sex like this was about Eris. You knew when he calmed down after this, when he would eventually carry you to the cabin, he'd take his time making love to you there until you were no more than a soaked mess below him, body pliant and spent from countless orgasms.

You whimpered as the thrusts grew harder, pushing you into the grass as your nails dug into the soft earth. Eris's growls were becoming louder, an occasional groan thrown in as he took you wildly with no regard for your body.

You were dripping for him, panting his name between wails of pleasure and soft cries of need. You loved sex like this, loved when he held you down, when he allowed you to make him work for it. To make him hunt you down.

You felt the first twitch of his cock, clenching around him in response and smiled into the ground. “All mine,” he grunted above you. “You are all mine, do you hear me?” His mouth came to your neck, licking and sucking your pulse point.

“Gonna fuck you until you don't even know your own name.” It was a promise, a zap engraving itself on your skin as he held your hand. He chuckled darkly again, your mind melting into those soft kisses contrasting against each sharp movement inside of you.

His breathing was becoming as labored as your own, his groans becoming more and more frenzied and desperate. “Cum inside me, Eris. Mark me as yours,” his grip on your hip became impossibly tight.

One more thrust had your walls tightening around him.

Another had you screaming his name as teeth sunk into your pulse point, bruising and marking that tender flesh.

The last had you babbling, moaning, and whining as you were violently thrown from the edge, squeezing and clenching around him over, over, and over again until he was spilling into you, filling you as he groaned and lapped away the blood he drew.

You both calmed, you still wiggling below him as a few last sloppy rolls of his hips worked to drive you into over stimulation.

Eris peppered soft kisses along your jawline, up to your temple, into your hair. “You okay?”

“Again.” He smiled into you, leaning to kiss you deeply.

“When we get home, after you eat and bathe, I will make all your sick dreams come true, mouse. I promise."

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(TW for home invasion, violence, discussion of past pet illness)

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My girlfriend’s cat drinks blood. Fluffy and white, she swears it’s never killed anyone, that its diet is non-negotiable, and that I should stop asking questions.

Don't get it twisted, it's a cute cat - it's small and soft and it purrs whenever anyone is within five feet of it, craning its little head up to be pet. I like her, despite my misgivings - it's a sweet creature, and it's never attacked me, even while I've slept over my girlfriend's apartment. I've woken up a couple of times to find it sitting on my chest, head turned towards the fan, and despite the old legend I've never felt short of any breath.

Not anymore so than is normal for when a cat sits on your chest, anyway.

Maybe I should ask questions. But I love my girlfriend - Camilla's never done anything to me, and neither has her cat - the worst thing Mel (short for Melinoe - my girlfriend was a Percy Jackson kid) has ever done to me is licked a cut I got on my finger while I was cooking, making me wince from her raspy tongue. Our apartment is perfectly free of mice, even if sometimes we find little soft bodies, pale and drained of blood, two glaring puncture wounds - it's not as gorey as some mouse traps people sell, and saves us a lot of money for the exterminator.

Don't get me wrong, I know something is up that's not natural - no cat has eyes like Mel's. They're usually yellow, but when the light hits them right they shine red, like some kind of deep-sea creature instead of a cat. It scared the shit out of me the first time I saw it, but I've learned to adjust to it now.

Mel also doesn't sleep. She doesn't do anything particularly ominous instead of sleep - just chases her toys around the apartment - but even though I sometimes see her relaxing, I never see her sleep. If she does, it's light enough that I can't tell. What kind of cat doesn't sleep?

My cat. And that's the most important part.

Maybe it's premature, two years into a relationship and six months actually living together, but I like to think of Mel as my cat, too. She keeps me company while I work, and she likes to play, and sometimes I sneak her raw meat while I cook and she seems to like it.

She's not even that hard to feed. You can ship blood if you know where to look, and some markets carry it - lots of humans use it, for blood sausages and blood puddings and the like. It's not to my taste, but then, it's not for me. It's for my strange little baby, with her strange little tastes.

Maybe I should ask questions. But I love Camilla, and I love Mel, and when I see how Camilla smiles at me at my acceptance of her cat, something eases in my chest. If she doesn't want me to ask, then I won't.

It's six months of living together before that resolve is broken. I'm petting Mel on the couch while I watch TV, Mel rumbling happily in my lap with my hand sunk deep into her white fur. She likes to be scratched on her neck and behind her ears; she cranes her head back into your hands when you do that, eyes closed in apparent bliss. She's very sweet.

I'm watching TV, giving her scratches like she wants when my fingers brush over a raised welt in her fur and I freeze. It's hard to see down to the skin since Mel is so, so fluffy, but I brush her fur aside (ignoring her little complaining noises and attempts to look around to see what I'm doing) and yes, there it is, a raised welt on her skin like a bite mark from some bug. I find another one nearby it, to my dismay.

"Do you have fleas?" I ask, but of course Mel can't answer me. She just mews, waiting for me to resume petting her, and when I don't she gets off of me and leaves in a huff.

I get up too, going to find Camilla.

"I think Mel has fleas," I announce, pushing her bedroom door open. She'd left it cracked, which usually meant it was okay if I came in; sure enough, she's laying in bed on her phone, and doesn't look at all annoyed when I come in. Her neat brows furrow in worry as she looks up.

"Fleas?"

"I found two bumps on her neck," I say, indicating their location on my own neck. I'm about to offer to get flea medication for Mel when the worry leaves Camilla's face, replaced by a flash of recognition and understanding.

"Oh, that's not fleas," she says, laying back down. "That's old, don't worry about it."

I blink, surprised. "Are you sure?"

Camilla nods. "Those are scars. From -" Her face falls, nervous, and she says, "A fight she got into a while ago. Don't worry about it."

I don't say anything for a long moment, just looking at her. Eventually, I say quietly, "You don't have to lie to me."

Camilla doesn't respond immediately. She just looks back, her eyes shadowed. Eventually she says, "I - it's not -" she wets her lips, struggling to find something to say.

"I don't want to," she finally says. "It's - it's complicated."

I don't know what I want to do. I don't mind being told not to ask questions - every relationship has some secrets - but I don't like being lied to.

But what am I going to do? This is the only thing Camilla has ever lied to me about, and besides - it's for Mel. Sweet baby Mel.

I nod, and turn to go back and watch TV. Mel comes back once I've been sitting down long enough for her to be comfortable resting with me. Her fur is a cloud under my fingers.

-----

My next clue comes about a month later. Mel is eviscerating a toy of hers in my room while we're doing some spring cleaning and I find the books.

They're not that well-hidden - although I suppose in another sense they're very well-hidden, because it had probably been a good bet that we would never get to the bottom of this closet in our lifetimes again. But well, you know when you're cleaning and you realize that what seemed like an insurmountable task isn't as long as you thought? I realized I could get in there and actually get at some of the stuff that had been just haphazardly shoved in there over the years and well, I like cleaning more than Camilla does.

I find the books inside of a huge stuffed animal, which is kind of funny. It's a huge Snorlax plushie, big enough to be a pillow. Camilla makes a face when she sees it.

"It's a gift from an ex," she sighs. "I felt bad throwing it out."

"It's kind of cute," I smile at her, watching her smile back. I like Snorlax. "I wouldn't mind keeping it."

It's then I notice a zipper on the Snorlax's back. "What's this -"

I'm not looking at Camilla so I don't see her face fall, but I hear her voice just a smidgen too late. "Wait -"

I've already got it open, hand inside. I touch something firm and cool and rectangular. I touch a corner, find the small soft ridges of pages. "Is this a diary?" I wonder out loud.

Camilla's face is nervous when I glance up at her. "Yeah," she says. "A diary."

I don't think about taking it out - it's already in my hand before I think that maybe I shouldn't. And that's when I get my first clue, just glancing at the cover. I've seen books like these on the news before - a broadcast warning of dangerous, forbidden illegal rites. The design on the black leather feels familiar to me - I might have seen this exact book before.

I put it back inside the Snorlax and smile at Camilla. "So should this stay in the closet or go somewhere else?"

Her smile back is like the sun.

----

Life sort of falls into a routine after that. It's easy to forget that anything is different, really. I go to work and come home and play video games with Camilla, and if I have to go to the butcher to get cat food instead of to PetSmart, that's just part of life sometimes.

Camilla is more relaxed around me, these days. We still haven't talked about the details, but it feels less like we need to. The secret exists, a quiet little thing that we guard together. I can tell Camilla feels more like she can trust me. That's worth what I have to hide.

Mel is worth the secret too. When I come home I can hear her wailing from behind the door. She has a raspy, deep voice - it makes her sound like an old smoker. Hold on, I'm almost there! I call up the stairs, and in return I hear her plaintive wail, like it's the greatest injustice in the world that I haven't opened the door to pet her yet.

I love them both. More than anything.

It's about a year into me living with them that our routine is broken. I hear the doorbell ring from where I'm sitting on the couch and perk up.

"Is that the DoorDash?" Camilla calls from the bedroom.

"I'll get it!" I holler back. I have to dislodge her highness from my lap, and get an indignant Mel chirp in return, but Mel will live.

When I open the door, however, it's not our Chinese food. Two men stand there, hands empty of any white plastic bags. They look old - or not old, but worn, weather-beaten and tired. The shorter one has a scar across his eye.

"Can I help you -" I start, and then I am struck across the face.

It's such a shock it takes my brain a second to realize what happened and by that time they're already in my apartment. I'm screaming without meaning to, scrambling up the stairs after them.

"Marcy?" I hear Camilla say, and then I hear her shriek. Mel screams, a horrifying wild sound.

My vision is red. My heart is in my throat. I don't know what I'm planning to do.

I'm stopped at the top of the stairs, though, by a knife pointed at me by the taller man. I stop, eyes fixed on the blade. It seems to take up the whole room, shockingly bright.

"Easy," the man says. His voice is cool.

"Cam?" I say.

"Here," she says. I don't take my eyes off the blade, but I can tell she's close. She sounds shaken, and in that moment I taste fury in my mouth, sharp and coppery. They're in my house. They scared my girlfriend. My cat.

I open my mouth to ask what they want and am cut off by, of all things, a splash of water. It's warm, and unpleasantly mineral-tasting - unfiltered tap water, probably. I sputter, stumbling backwards.

"What the fuck," I manage, as soon as I've cleared my eyes.

"It's not her," the taller man says to the shorter one. He's in the hallway, knife on my Camilla. I want to gut him like a fish.

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

I am ignored. The shorter man nods and goes for his pockets. I tense, ready to go for him and damn the consequences, but it's not a weapon he pulls out. It's a plastic water bottle. The incongruity of it makes me freeze, for just long enough for him to splash Camilla. She sputters like I did, trying to get it out of her eyes, but there's no obvious ill-effects.

"What is happening?" she manages, spitting water out of her mouth.

The men look nonplussed. Clearly this wasn't the outcome they were expecting.

I stiffen as the taller one turns back to me, knife at the ready.

"Where's the vampire?" he demands.

I swallow. "What vampire?" I will not let this man have Mel.

Of course it's Mel - it couldn't be anyone or anything else - but I don't care. She's my cat.

You see monster hunters on the news and in movies and stuff, but in movies they always look more...impressive. Chiseled muscles and flowing hair. These men look worn and weather-beaten and scarred, their clothes wrinkled and weapons having the duller look of regular use. It's more convincingly dangerous then the hunters I see in the movies. It only bolsters my conviction. My cat is not a monster. I am not giving her up to them.

The man glares at me. It's a good glare, fierce and intimidating, but it bounces off of me. I will not be intimidated. Not in my house.

"We know there's a vampire in this household," he says. "It took us weeks to narrow it down. Tell us who it is and it'll go easier for both of you."

"We don't know any vampires," Camilla says shakily. Her eyes meet mine.

The shorter man scoffs. "We know it was one of you who took one of the Books," he says. He has a thick Texan accent. I don't know why that's something that I notice in the moment. I'm not sure I'm thinking totally clearly. I see how Camilla stiffens when he says that. He presses the knife closer to her, and my whole world seems to narrow down.

I don't know where Mel is. I hope she has the sense to stay hidden.

"What book?" I ask, trying to get their attention back on me. They both look at me, thankfully. I try not to flinch under their eyes.

The shorter man looks at the taller one. He's creeping me out more than the taller one; he seems more erratic. The taller one is bigger than me which is frightening, but he seems calmer, colder. "Is she serious?" he says.

"Dead serious," I say before he can finish. They're still looking at me and not at Camilla. Good. My voice isn't shaking, but I have to hold it in a tight grip to keep it steady. "We kinda don't have a lot of physical books, I mean, we have Kindle and everything...I think you might be in the wrong house..."

"We aren't," the shorter man sneers at me. The taller man shifts the knife to his off-hand to pull something out of his pocket. It's a pendant on a silver chain with a smooth black stone. He tilts it to let it catch the light. There's something about it that seems odd. Something about looking at it makes my eyes hurt.

I don't know anything about the tools hunters use. It might be just a necklace. I somehow don't think it is.

"Do you know what this is?" he asks.

"No," I say. I'm looking towards him, but not at him. I'm looking at Camilla. There's a strange expression on her face. Her eyes are shadowed. I can't even tell if she's breathing. "What is it?"

"A geomantic pendulum," he says.

"Like for dowsing?"

He smiles a thin, grim smile with no humor in it. "Yeah. Like for dowsing. Except this actually works."

He gives it a little swing, and I watch as it swings for two beats and then stops like it's being weighted down, pointing directly to the ground. Even used to my cat as I am, I shiver. Magic isn't a thing people usually talk about; it's too strange and unpredictable for any real consistent commercial usage, so it's not mainstream, dubiously legal. I can count on my hands the amount of magic I've seen in person.

"And you think your necklace showed you a vampire?" I say dubiously.

He doesn't seem to appreciate my attitude. He gives me the nasty glare again, ramped up this time. I am thrumming with tension, I realize. So stiff I'm shaking. I try not to look obviously at Camilla. I don't want them to notice whatever she's doing as she reaches her hand into her pocket.

"Not think," he says, enunciating carefully like he thinks I'm a fucking idiot. "Know."

"We're wasting time," the shorter man snaps. "It's here, let's turn the place upside down -"

Camilla taps him on the shoulder. He whirls around furiously. Camilla does - something I can't discern, shoving something in her hand towards his face - and then he's stumbling back with a cry, knife falling from his hand. The taller man swears, whirling.

I've tackled him before I realize it. I'm not a fighter, and he's bigger than me, but he was off balance, unprepared -

Faces break easier than it seems in movies. I hit him, and hit, and hit -

It's Camilla that pulls me back. There's blood on my knuckles. I gasp, a long, shaking shudder.

"It's okay," she manages. She's shaking too. "I got this."

She urges me back to the couch. I let her. I sit on the couch and stare at the wall.

I'm startled out of my haze by a wet rasping on my knuckles. It's Mel. She's licking the blood of my hands. She stops when I look at her, and call me crazy, but it's almost like she's afraid I'm going to be mad at her. I scratch behind her ears, and she leans into it. It's so normal I could cry.

I let Mel finish licking my hands and watch as Camilla works. I've never seen witchcraft done before. It's less flashy then it is in the movies. There's a thrum through the air as she works though, slipping a pouch of something into the pockets of the men. It makes my teeth itch.

When she's done, she stands up, glancing back at me. "Help me get them out of here," she says.

"What did you do to them?" my voice rasps strangely.

"They'll be fine," Camilla says. She takes the geomantic pendulum as I watch, slipping it into a pocket.

"Cam -"

"It's a memory spell," she finishes. "They're just going to sleep and when they wake up they'll just remember they couldn't find what they were looking for."

"I broke his jaw," I say.

"Maybe they'll think it was a bar fight or something," she shrugs. "But they won't remember any connection to us. We have to get them out of here though, or the spell won't work."

I help her carry them out. Thankfully it's late; no one is out to see us. As we carry the smaller man, his head falls forward and something falls out of his mouth. It looks like a small purple stone. Camilla makes me hold him while she bends down to pick it up and put it back.

"It's complicated," she says sheepishly when I look at her.

I don't say anything. I can't tell how I'm feeling. I think the man's blood is under my knuckles.

It's not until we finally are done and back behind our locked door that Camilla's bravado finally cracks. She gasps, reaching for me; I go to her arms, breathing in the smell of her perfume.

I am crying, I realize. So is she.

We end up on the couch again, wrapped in each other's arms. It's hours before we feel up to untangling from each other's grasp. I cling to Camilla, my girlfriend, my beautiful brave witch with illegal stolen goods girlfriend, and let myself fall apart a little. Camilla doesn't seem to mind.

"I thought you would mind," Camilla says eventually. Her voice comes out thick and gummy with snot and tears. She's always been a messy crier.

"A good partner supports their lover's hobbies," I say. The resulting laughter is rather hysterical, but at least she's laughing.

There's a mrrp by our feet, and I look down to see Mel jump up. We have to shift around to let her sit in between us like she enjoys, but once we do she curls up, purring up a storm.

Camilla strokes her head, looking sad.

"I got her when I was seven," she says finally.

Camilla is thirty-two. That's not outside the average lifespan of a cat, but by rights, Mel should be old and gray-muzzled - that is, if she wasn't what I'd always suspected she was. I sit and say nothing, letting her talk.

"She had - she had cancer," Camilla manages. "She had black around her muzzle, and she was bleeding, and she was so tired, and I just - I couldn't..."

"So you found a Book," I say. Camilla nods, sniffling.

"I traded a bunch of weed for it, can you believe that?" she giggles, wet with tears. "I don't think the guy knew what he had. It took ages to figure out the ritual, and she was almost gone by then..."

She extends her arm, showing me her wrist. There is one long dark brown scar by her wrist. I'd seen it before. I didn't realize what it was.

"I thought it wouldn't work," Camilla continues. "I was so scared, and then I felt her licking my arm and I realized..." she sniffles, fresh tears spilling down her cheeks. "I couldn't tell anyone obviously, and I was just - I thought you would judge me." She swipes at her eyes. "Because who does illegal necromancy for their cat?"

"I would," I say. I scratch Mel's ears. She makes a happy little chirp and raises her head, asking for chin scritches too.

"Really?"

I nod. "We're going to have to find someone to take her eventually," I say. "Since she's going to outlive us."

Camilla sniffles again. Her eyes are big and bright and shiny. "You're not going to -" she cuts herself off.

I give her a look. "Obviously not," I say. I keep scritching Mel. "She's my cat too, you know." It's a little tricky with Mel in the way, but I lean over and lean my head on Camilla's shoulder. I feel her nuzzle into my hair. She always does that when I do this.

"Personally, I think how you snore is worse than this," I mumble. Camilla giggles weakly.

"You're so weird." Her voice is fond.

"Not any weirder than you." I yawn. I'm exhausted, I realize. My eyes are scratchy after all the crying I did, and my hands ache.

"We need to make some kind of - are there spells to like, hide us?" I ask.

Camilla shrugs. "I don't know."

"You don't know -"

"I'm self-taught," she practically wails. "I'm still learning."

I yawn again, leaning further into her. Mel is a cool weight on my lap.

"Guess we'll have to learn together," I manage. My voice is muzzy, words a little slurred.

I feel Camilla pet my hair. "Yeah," she says. "Yeah."

Fin.

Cats being our masters or Interdimensional travelers that fix history, or actually in charge of the human race. Anything really interesting about cats or kittens.

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Like most powerful families, they had a cat guarding the door. It stretched, and used my own voice to ask what I wanted.

The cat comes back with a note from about seventeen universes over. I pick him up and stare straight into his glassy eyes: “How.”

A cat is following me, an empty one. I don’t know what it wants, and I never want to find out.

My familiar is a sleek black cat that still won’t choose a name. It hunts the wild wishes I can never catch by myself, leaving them barely alive on the doorstep.

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As witches' homes go, this one is especially odd. Filled to bursting with all manner of skeletons, most are immobile. Only the old white bones of a long dead cat creak and scrape through the halls.

No vet can agree on whether our cat is pregnant or not. They say it must be Schrodinger's Syndrome, and we need to report it at once to the Bureau of Space Time.

Schroedinger’s cats are only available through witness protection programs, or on the black market. They will hid you effectively, in a constant state of temporal uncertainty.

I run a shelter for cats from all realities. Many are strange or frightening, and my definition of ‘cat’ has deteriorated over the years.

Cats do not have nine lives. Cats have nine wishes, courtesy of an ancient deal with a god who no longer exists.

They say the bone cats were death’s pets, before they got bored and left. Wicked smart, tough as nails, they are almost impossible to lure into domesticity, but ridiculously useful once you do.

My cat had no tail. He had traded it to a witch for several more lives.

All cats slip easily between realities, but kittens born in these halfway spaces always come out a different breed of feral.

[cookietroop]

Toy Soldier! Reader x Genshin Impact characters (yandere?)

A Soldier of All Pr.1

On the night of the season to be jolly, as a toy maker was lovingly made a new toy, the toy soldier. As he finally set it down near its brethren he put the hat on the soldier completing it’s look. As the lights of the city were dead the arise of the toys began. The lions that wore red and green bows, dolls that had rosy cheeks and blueish bonnets, trains letting out steam as little toots were heard, everything was like a wonderland.

But then came the toy soldiers coming alive, their golden ball joints allowing movement, their shiny black boots with red coats along with golden lines, and most importantly their candy cane lances and their wind up keys. Everything about them was perfect, their soldier appearance along how they gracefully walk like a soldier and their sharp lances ready to strike down anyone that stood in their way.

But……….. then the mice came… giving no mercy to the poor defenseless toys, but their saviors came to the rescue, fighting a bloodlust nightmare that will never cease.

“General Mint! Sir! What shall we do with the other toys? Sir!” Asked Y/n a fellow soldier and loyal to her comrades. General mint quickly look at her as her brethren fought brutally.

“Escort them to safer territory! You shall lead the squad of your fellow soldiers to clear any of these ruffians!” Said the general as he pointed his lance towards the enemy causing more of the soldiers to charge at them like a tsunami.

“Yes sir! This mission will become successful without fail, sir!” Yelled Y/n as she saluted.

“Good, Now hurry!” Yelled the general and quickly she ran to the other toys as a squad of toy soldiers tried their best to comfort them.

“My fellow soldiers! We shall lead them to the wooden hollows! Make sure we do a head count!” Yelled Y/n as she pointed to the large plot of vacant area in the distance with her candy cane themed lance.

The squad agreed and quickly got the inhabitants together and started to hurry to the place, as children cried to their parents for comfort and men were surrounding the group of escorts watching carefully for any mice, and the squad of soldiers stationed front and back to see if there was anyone left behind.

As y/n led them while riding her trusty horse, Marzipan, she saw a child fall to the ground causing her to stop and pick up the child of of their feet.

“There, now you are good.” Said Y/n as her white glove patted them on the head before going back on marzipan and continuing the march to wooden hollows.

But then they were ambushed! By a big force of mice! As they stopped they heard a cackle they was as sour as black licorice.

The Mouse king had arrived….

“Oh how the mighty soldiers have fallen…” Said the mouse king as he petted his magic scepter as his crown glinted with corruption.

“You darn scum! You bastards have poisoned our lands! Infested our home with you cowardice! Go back to your wastelands ad suffer!” Yelled Y/n as she brought out her lance, ready to slay the pathetic king along with his allies.

The king only grinned a sourly smile that gumdrops shrivel around them as he petted his scepter slowly and menacingly.

“You foolish Soldier!” Cackled the crooked king as he raised his scepter as it glowed,” YOU SHALL BE DESTROYED FOR YOUR TREACHERY!!!!”.

As the light flowed from his scepter, the soldier only took the opportunity to run to him and slash him across his chest, drawing a painful shriek as he dropped the scepter causing the toy soldiers to watch in horror as their sister disappeared from sight.

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As Amber run around outside of Mondstadt to see if any hilichurls have gone around, she saw a glimmer in the distance and she ran to it in hopes that it might be an exciting turn.

As she approached she saw an injured someone? Was it even a person? It looked like a life sized toy soldier? She flinched when she heard the breathing it made. Amber hurried to it picked the wounded soldier up and amazingly carried them to mondstadt.

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As Barbara healed the soldier, imagine her surprise when the soldier opened its eyes and instantly sat up and looked around like it was still in its battlefield.

Y/n looked around and stopped when she noticed the sister that healed her. She immediately jumped off her bed and held Barbara’s hand with such gentleness that Barbara blushed from embarrassment.

“Thank you kind soul. Now can you tell me where am I? Where are the others-“ Asked the soldier as she looked around quickly for a familiar face that she didn’t notice Amber leading Kaeya and Lisa into the room.

“Kaeya! Lisa! You best believe that-!” Said Amber but stopped as she saw the soldier awake while Barbara was blushing and holding her hand close to her chest.

Lisa stopped from amazement while Kaeya was looking at the soldier with an analyzing eye.

The soldier stood still as she gripped onto her lance’s handle.

“Wait stop! We aren’t here to hurt you! I was the one to find you! Can you tell us who you are? Or better yet your name?” Asked Amber as she put up her hands defensively.

“Who am I?! I am Y/n, a toy soldier of the licorice division! I serve under general Mint and a servant of the sugar plum princess! I demand answers on why I am here in this strange building?!” Yelled Y/n as she looked at them with suspiciousness and anger as her wind up key was moving fast.

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“A toy soldier…. Interesting to see a toy gain it’s own consciousness.” Said Lisa as she examined the soldier and looking at the wind up key moving at a normal pace to the golden balls that were in the place the joints were supposed to be.

Y/n was not one to like check ups but she had to even if they were strangers. As she looked at everyone that was surrounding her, Amber, Kaeya, the little girl named Klee and the ‘acting grand master’ Jean.

“This is very strange news to hear, toy soldiers who battled against the mouse king’s army? And you say that you are smaller than you look now?” Asked Jean and y/n nodded.

“My mission was simple, as my fellow soldiers fought against the mice, I was supposed to lead the inhabitants to wooden hollows. But imagine my surprise when the mouse king ambushed us and sent me to this strange place with no one…” Said Y/n as she looked at them with a serious look as she placed her hat on her head.

“Amber, did the citizens saw her?” Asked Jean while Amber sheepishly nodded.

“Yep and the other sisters saw her as well and Barbara accidentally spill and now the information is now everyone’s subject.” Said Amber.

“Well it’s not every day a life sized toy that gain consciousness will be in mondstadt well aside from the whole Dvalin situation…” Said Jean as she looked at the soldier.

Y/n looked at them with slight confusion and curiosity in her eyes, as her wind up key was at a slower pace.

As Jean was thinking of how she was going to do about the situation Kaeya raised his hand signaling for attention.

“I have an offer, how about her being apart of the knights for a while? She is a toy soldier after all.” Said Kaeya as he smirked, Jean having the food for thought, she nodded.

“She will be apart of the knights for a while but for now we will introduce her to the people so they won’t see her as a threat or spread anything untrue.” Said Jean as Y/n listened to Jean.

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As y/n stood tall and proud as Jean introduced her to the public and the crowd looked almost in awe with a hint of fear but the children looked amazed like they are seeing a hero that came from only fairytales.

As the crowd cleared, the soldier got off with Amber and soon enough Amber was called and now the toy was all alone. But then a person in green walked up to her with a goofy smile.

“Hi~ Saw you standing all by yourself and couldn’t leave a soldier all alone!” Said the person in green.

“And may I have your name?” Asked Y/n as she looked down at him.

“Venti the bard and yours?” Asked Venti.

“I am Y/n, a soldier in the licorice division.” Said Y/n.

“I’m sure we will get along greatly Y/n!” Said the bard.

“Knight Y/n! It’s your turn to patrol!” Said a knight.

“Have no worries on the next few patrols fellow soldier, I will take them on.” Said Y/n and the knight nodded and left in a hurry to a certain tavern.

“I’m afraid I will be leaving early for the patrol, goodbye.” Said Y/n.

“Farewell!” Said Venti and Y/n turned to leave and walked off in a graceful and strict manner that Venti almost was shocked by how fast she was going.

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Of into the night, Y/n wasn’t taught the patrol time and turns, but she did it on her own accord, looking at everything quickly and sharply while walking fast and quiet.

But then out of nowhere an abyss mage appeared and y/n quickly brought out her lance, sharp and ready she quickly dodged the attacks and slashed it across its chest.

It was dead and she proudly stood tall as she flicked her sword to its scabbard.

Sssh*

She heard someone and it was definitely not an abyss mage or anyone she knew. It was definitely a treasure hoarder or trespasser.

“HEY!!” Yelled Y/n as she turned sharply surprising the person and made it run away quickly, but y/n caught up and she stopped them at the only exit.

“YOU ARE TRESPASSING ON THESE GROUNDS AND AS A SOLDIER OF THE KNIGHTS I WILL STRIKE IF YOU DARE MOVE!!!” Said Y/n as her wind up key was turning fast.

As the person wearing a mask stood up with his hands up, Y/n gripped on her lance’s handle, ready to strike the moment the person tried to do anything funny.

The person quickly parkour on the walls and disappeared on the rooftops, making y/n grunt angrily.

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“So you actually went up against the dark night hero?!” Said Amber as Y/n walked alongside her as her black boots click against the stone floors of the HQ.

“Is that what they call the fellow? Yes they showed remarkable parkour and they were able to avoid my advances on him.” Said Y/n as her wind up key was fast at a regular pace.

As she walked gracefully, she accidentally bumped into someone causing them to fall back.

Y/n stopped and looked at the person she bumped into, a girl with blue and white clothes with light blue hair.

“Apologies fellow knight, are you alright?” Asked Y/n as she brought out a hand to the girl who was at first in shocked but grabbed her hand and brought herself up.

“T-thank you, I am Eula, spindrift knight of favonious. And your name?” Asked Eula.

“Y/n, a toy soldier of the licorice division now a volunteer soldier of the knights of favonious!” Said Y/n as she tipped off her hat and gave Eula a bow.

Eula still a little shocked by the kindness of Y/n bowed then walked off quickly.

“What a nice fellow, strange how she gave me such a strange reaction.” Said Y/n as she look at Amber.

“Ohh yeah…. You haven’t heard about the Lawrence clan yet….” Said Amber as she smiled awkwardly.

“The ‘Lawrence’ Clan? What does that have to do with the kind soul ‘Eula’?” Said Y/n as they entered the library.

“Well basically back when mondstadt was oppressed by the nobles, the Lawrence clan was very infamous and they were known for very bloody and crude stuff. Now many people hated them and they still are very cruel in ways but Eula is a descendant of the clan and now she cut off ties with them and is trying to rebuild the clan.” Said Amber as she showed them the symbol of the Lawrence clan and their history.

Y/n’s wind up key slowly winded in confusion as she frowned a bit.

“So that is why Eula was shocked? Did she think that I know her heritage and thought I was going to be like the rest?” Said Y/n.

Amber nodded.

“Well I never, but valid since she used to be apart of an infamous clan but she had nothing to do with them and - wait…. I must go now! I must meet up with a lad!” Said Y/n as she waved goodbye and ran causing Amber to be confused.

But this day was going to be a wonderful start.

[jay4firefic]

Give You All Our Love

First Fathers Day plus a surprise, Buck x Kelly, Shay, Darcy, ~1100 words

“What do you think,” Buck asks the baby on his hip, “Mickey Mouse or smiley faces?”

Darcy coos and smacks at his chest with her tiny, spit-covered fist, and Buck knows exactly how stupidly in love he looks when he grins down at her because Shay has taken about a million pictures of him staring at her like an idiot. If she wasn’t so fucking cute it would be easier to look away. God, he loves her. Is endlessly grateful to have her in his life. And Kelly gave that to him - Kelly and Shay - which is why Kelly’s first Fathers Day has to be perfect.

Or as perfect as anything involving an eight month old can be.

She coos again and he nods seriously. “I agree, Mickey Mouse is kind of creepy. Smiley faces it is.”

“You know she doesn’t actually have opinions yet, right?” Shay teases as he passes her the baby and turns back to pour the first pancake onto the hot griddle. A perfect smiley face, practiced countless times when babysitting the Herrmann terrors, and then a heart shape next to it. 

“Of course she has opinions!” Buck glares at her across the custom bar - thank you Matt Casey - as he drops bacon into another pan. “She started crying when Otis gave her that Mickey Mouse toy, and when we tried to watch Ben and Jerry. Obviously she agrees with me that mice are creepy.”

“Did you mean Tom and Jerry, sweetie?”

“Whatever.” Buck ducks his head, knows she can see the tips of his ears flushing anyway. “I maintain that anthropomorphic mice are creepy and Darcy agrees.”

“Only you could use anthropomorphic in a sentence but not know who Tom and Jerry are.” Shay laughs and Darcy mimics her, a bubbly little sound that never fails to make Buck join in.

They pass nearly half an hour like that, laughing softly enough not to wake the latest riser in the house and sharing all of the pancakes that turn out less than perfect. Darcy eats tiny pieces of pancake with her hands until she’s covered in syrup and Shay whisks her away for a quick wash and change while Buck assembles the breakfast tray. Pancakes and fruit and disgustingly burned bacon, just how Kelly likes it, along with a travel mug of coffee so that Darcy can’t spill it next to a bottle for her, and the first of many gifts folded carefully in the corner. It’s a #1 Dad t-shirt, generic if not for the tiny hand and foot prints covering it in a rainbow of colors. Cleaning all of the paint off of Darcy before Kelly got home and noticed had been a pain in the ass, but in Buck’s not so humble opinion the end result was worth it.

“Shay?” Buck calls as he climbs the stairs with the tray in hand. “Everything’s ready, are you?”

Laughter greets him at the top of the stairs. The door to one of the dual master bedrooms is open, the sound spilling out of it, and Buck deflates slightly. So much for surprising Kelly all together like they had planned. It’s fine though. The rest of the day - baseball and barbecue, Kelly’s favorite beer in the fridge and the handful of other gifts stashed strategically around the house - can still go off without a hitch.

Except Darcy isn’t wearing the outfit Buck and Shay had chosen for her, either - a white onesie declaring Future Firefighter Like Daddy. Instead she’s already settled in Kelly’s lap wearing something blue, and Kelly is sitting at the edge of the bed instead of lounging against the mountain of pillows for the lazy morning Buck had imagined. 

He tries and fails to school the disappointment off of his face before either of them look up, but of course Shay catches him. The fact that she smiles brightly enough to rival the sun when she does just throws him even more off balance.

“What, you thought you were the only one who could plan a surprise for Fathers day?” she asks.

“But - but the surprise is supposed to be for the father,” Buck sputters. He feels stuck in the doorway, rooted to the floor with a tray of quickly cooling food awkwardly balanced in his hands as searches for a way to get the day back on track. Before he can come up with anything Shay whisks the tray out of his grip and Kelly stands, Darcy seated on one of his arms with her back against his bare chest. Her onesie says something on it in bold white print that Buck can’t bring himself to read.

“I think your daughter wants you,” Kelly says, and he’s grinning too, though his eyes keep flickering nervously over Buck’s face.

“She’s--”

“Your daughter in every way that matters,” Shay cuts him off.

“And I think it’s about time that we made it official,” Kelly adds. Buck accepts Darcy automatically when Kelly holds her out, tucking her against his chest even though his mind is still reeling. He looks down at her, trying to collect his thoughts, and nearly chokes on his own spit when he finally reads her onesie.

Will you marry my Daddy?

When Buck looks back up Kelly is down on one need, jewelry box in hand, looking soft and sleep ruffled and nothing at all like the gruff firefighter Buck had fallen in love with years ago. The spark in his eye is the same, though, as is the gap toothed smile splitting his face in half. 

“Fuck whose name is on the birth certificate,” Kelly says. “You’re Darcy’s dad in every way that matters. We’re a family in every way that matters. And I’ve waited too damn long to make it official.”

“Hell yeah you have,” Shay mumbles behind him, phone in hand and clicking away. 

“Not helpful,” Kelly says, shooting a glare over his shoulder before turning that smile back on Buck. “Evan Buckley, will you marry me?”

Buck has imagined this proposal a hundred different ways. Had been gearing up to maybe do it himself, before Shay and Kelly had announced they were going to try to have a baby. But this? This is better than any version he could have ever come up with.

“Of course I’ll marry you,” Buck replies. He has about half a second to wonder at the fact that Kelly’s grin has somehow grown wider before Kelly is surging to his feet, taking Buck’s face in his hands, and kissing him breathless, all with Darcy carefully cradled in between them.

“Fucking finally,” Shay laughs brightly in the background, doubtless still snapping photos. “Happy Fathers Day, you dorks.”

Title from The Things We’ve Handed Down by Marc Cohn, which is totally the theme of this whole ‘verse.

[kristallioness]

The guardian lemur

Summary: When Momo starts acting strange around Katara, she turns to Aang for advice.

Word count: 2,544

Author's note: I don't remember whether it was a blog post I saw here, or an online news article I stumbled across.. But, I think it's adorable when sometimes cats can sense if their owners are pregnant, so they become protective of them and start acting motherly towards them (like their natural instincts are kicking in). This cute concept inspired the following story. By the way, my mom has told me stories about how her grandmother (my great-grandmother) used to have a cat who'd catch mice and bring them back into the house and then release them, which infuriated her to no end. So, I guess this tidbit with Momo is inspired by that kitty, who didn't exactly understand how to be a cat. *lol* Anyways, I hope you like it since 'keeping warm' was one of my prompts, which I submitted this year (and it got chosen, yay!). Oh, and a happy beginning to all of you for Kataang Week 2020! *throws glitter and confetti*

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The kitchen was filled with a mixed aroma of seaweed, herbs and noodles, all boiling in hot water. Katara added a pinch of salt into the broth and stirred the liquid with a big wooden spoon before taking a sip. From the corner of her eye, she could see the winged lemur, who'd quietly been sitting next to her feet for the past ten minutes.

"No, Momo. You can't have any until I'm done cooking."

Momo merely scratched the back of his ear with his hind leg, but otherwise didn't budge. Katara did feel bad for not giving him a taste before lunchtime. She wasn't even sure whether lemurs eat noodles, not to mention ones made out of seaweed..

And there it was again, the gentle rubbing against her shins. Momo began circling her legs in an attempt to persuade her to give him something to nibble on. Poor thing must be starving, she thought. If he was trying to make her feel guilty for not feeding him, it worked.

Katara released a heavy sigh and stepped away from the stove for a second, her small buddy padding right after her on the floor. She opened a cupboard door and grabbed the last moon peach from their dwindling fruit supply.

The constant following around nor the tiny gestures of affection weren't the things that had been driving the waterbender crazy. It was their pet's new habit of bringing live prey into the household. Last week, he'd caught dozens of bugs, five mice, three hamsters, two frogs and one unconscious bird.

Aang had nurtured the bird back to health and released it into the wild. The frogs weren't a problem either, so Katara had simply shooed them out of the house and they'd found a cosy habitat in the pond in front of their home. Luckily the bugs were also typical inhabitants on their little island, and the ones Momo brought inside eventually became dinner for the domesticated frogs.

However, it was the rodents who'd soon found their way into the pantry. Within a day, almost half of their pastry supplies were gone. Katara was furious. She had to ask her husband to buy more food from the market, and her brother to come up with ingenious traps to catch the annoying critters without killing them, like Aang had pleaded, before they could destroy their entire food supply, not to mention the vegetables in the greenhouse.

What really got on her nerves were the times the winged lemur would approach her with that proud smile on his face, something apparently dead caught between his small fangs or in between his paws, and release his catch right in front of her feet. Only for her to watch it scurry away before she could even blink, let alone catch it.

"This is the last one. Here you go," Katara said as she squatted down and extended her hand. She felt confused when the lemur pushed it back.

"Don't you want it? C'mon, it's your favourite treee-eat.."

She threw the peach into the hallway like a ball, in hopes that Momo would leave her alone to go fetch it. He did fly out of the kitchen for long enough to let her return to her cooking, but came back with the fruit fully intact between his fangs.

"Well, go on. Eat up!" Katara urged him with a wave of her hand, but Momo let out a disappointed moan and drooped his ears at that. He dropped the peach in his paws and with the utmost care, he pulled off a small piece and offered it to her instead.

"Thanks, Momo, but I'm not craving for a moon peach right now. You can have it."

The lemur hesitated at first, but under her watchful eye, he finally bit into the juicy fruit, allowing her to finish preparing lunch for herself and her husband in peace.

Speaking of peace, Katara couldn't recall the last time she and Aang had been given a moment of privacy in bed for the past couple of weeks. Often times when waking up in the middle of the night to get a glass of water, Katara would discover that she'd inched further away from her partner, due to a scrawny furball who always managed to squeeze himself in between their tummies, no matter the positions they were in. Or if their intimacy wasn't being disturbed, she'd wake up due to the curled up, personalized heater sleeping on her belly whenever she was lying on her back.

Since when had she become a magnet for winged lemurs? Did she smell of something that attracted them to her? Had Momo grown fond of her and simply wished to spend more time by her side instead of hanging out with Aang all the time? Katara had no idea, but all of this was becoming a bit much.

As she poured the steaming seaweed noodles into two bowls, Momo leaped up and landed on her shoulders. He curled his tail around her neck for support, then held a leftover piece of the moon peach in front of her face.

"Oh, alright.." she chuckled, snagging the small piece from his paw and putting it in her mouth.

"Thanks, Momo!"

She scratched him from below the chin with her finger, earning a series of content purrs from the lemur. Once the bowls were full, she was ready to join her husband in the living room.

Aang was leaning on the windowsill, admiring the view of Republic City straight across the bay, when he heard footsteps coming closer.

"Lunch is served!" Katara announced as she joined him. The airbender grinned at the sight of two steaming bowls filled with delicious food, watching how she placed the tray on the coffee table in front of the couch. The smell that accompanied her was mouth-watering.

"Finally! I could eat a whole barrel of noodles by now."

His wife giggled at that comment.

"Well, I hope we didn't keep you waiting for too long."

He walked over to her, wrapping an arm around her waist and giving her a loving smile.

"Sweetie, I waited for you for a hundred years. I don't think you could ever top that record again."

Katara laughed wholeheartedly this time, letting him give her a quick kiss on the lips afterwards.

Aang tenderly ran a hand over her slight belly bump before beckoning her to have a seat on the couch with him so they could have lunch together. They both grabbed a bowl, along with a pair of chopsticks, and clinked them together like those snobbish citizens in the Upper Ring of Ba Sing Se would do.

"Dig in!"

While the couple indulged themselves, Momo hopped off Katara's shoulders and disappeared to a different room. She noticed the lemur fly off into the corridor, but didn't pay too much attention to it. At this point, she was grateful for any given moment she could get, just to be alone with her beloved.

"What do you think? Is it too spicy?"

Hailing from the Water Tribe, Katara had grown up with a blander range of foods available in the frozen landscape, with the exception of meat that was either cooked or fried, and seasoned prior to the devouring.

Hence she tried to spice up their plain meals, such as these noodles, by experimenting with adding various spices or herbs. Aang shook his head.

"Nah, I think it's really good. You might wanna go easy on the garlic next time. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't wanna kiss me anymore if my breath stinks."

She laughed when he planted a greasy kiss on her cheek, after which she continued to slurp her own seaweed noodles.

Her attention turned to her feet when she spotted Momo, who'd returned from another one of his adventures. For a second, her heart dropped at the sight of a mouse caught between his teeth. Fortunately, it was just a toy he'd brought along.

"Momo, why are you bringing your stuff here? Do you wanna play?"

The winged lemur jumped up on the couch and supported his front paws on the waterbender's thigh, dropping the toy right into her lap. Katara stared at the fake mouse for a mere second before Momo flew away again.

"Wait! Where are you going? I was gonna play.. with you.."

She sighed, picking the toy up from its string of a tail. Aang could sense her frustration.

"What's wrong?"

Katara put her half-empty bowl on the table and continued to stare at the toy mouse hanging from her fingertips. She twirled the tail around, making the rest of its body spin.

"I don't know. Momo's been acting really strange lately."

"Strange how exactly?"

"He's always following me around and rubbing himself against me. Not to mention he's practically invaded our personal space in bed. I don't need to remind you that he's bringing all kinds of small creatures inside the temple every day.."

Aang's focus shifted from her complaining to the culprit himself. Momo had returned to the living room and he gleefully hopped beside the waterbender, this time dropping his favourite ball in her lap.

"..He brings me food even when I'm not hungry. And now, when I find a place to sit still for a little while longer, he keeps piling some of his toys around me."

Momo tilted his head and stared back at the airbender, almost as if he was trying to communicate with him. Tell him the motives behind his actions and all the mischief he'd caused within the last month. Katara picked up the ball he'd dropped.

"See?.. Aang, are you even listening to me!?"

"Sh-shh!" he hushed her, raising a finger to her lips so she'd quit yammering.

"What?"

He pointed down to her stomach. Both their eyes were fixed on the winged lemur, who lay down in the waterbender's lap and nestled the side of his face against her round belly, one ear covering it like a blanket. Momo looked up at the married couple, then shut his lime green eyes and began purring ever so silently. Aang started laughing, but Katara became even more annoyed.

"What? What's so funny?"

"Oh, Katara.. He can tell when you're in the family way. He's trying to take care of you and the baby in the only way he knows how - by acting as a daddy lemur."

Her face twisted through several expressions of anger, confusion and eventually, realization.

"So, that's what he's been doing this whole time? Tending to me as if I'm an expecting mommy lemur? Which I technically am, except for the lemur part.."

Aang reached his hand out to pet his caring companion. The winged lemur arched his back a bit and nuzzled his face against the fuzzy material of Katara's coat. His purrs become louder with each stroke.

"Momo can sense that there's life growing inside of you, so he's been acting like a proper papa lemur and looking after the unborn child and its mother. That includes bringing you food and stuff to play with to keep you well-fed and entertained."

Katara felt as if he'd opened her eyes to a whole different reality. She never thought that Momo's odd behaviour could be related to the fact that she's pregnant now. The timing fit, and Aang's reasoning explained the weird new habits.

"But, what about the snuggling? Why's he so keen on sleeping on my stomach?"

"He's trying to keep you and the baby warm. Also, since there are a lot of hormonal changes going on with you right now, your body's radiating more warmth in this area," Aang explained by running his hand over her bump, careful not to move the lemur's ear off of it.

"Which means your stomach is the perfect hotspot, literally. You're keeping him warm, too."

"Where did you learn all of that?" Katara wondered, her tone playful and curious at the same time. The cheeks on her husband's face turned crimson and he looked away for a moment, rubbing the back of his bald head awkwardly.

"I might've found some books about pregnancy on the top shelf of the bookcase in your office the last time I was waiting for you to finish work..."

She giggled and rewarded him with a soft peck on the cheek for being so caring and putting in more effort to understand this new "condition" of hers better.

"Thanks, sweetie. I appreciate you looking out for me."

Aang accepted her gratitude with a wide grin, and by snaking an arm around her shoulder to pull her closer. After that, she joined him in stroking the winged lemur, who seemed to be happily napping in her lap.

"Oh, Momo.. Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

He looked up at Katara and let out a short disgruntled screech that could've been translated into an 'I told you so'. She laughed at that.

"Oh, okay.. I guess you did tell me. I was just too oblivious to pick up on the signs."

Momo rested his head in her lap again and raised one of his ears above her belly bump.

"Why do you think he does that thing with his ear?" the waterbender wondered out loud, tenderly running her hand over the soft fur on the lemur's head.

"Maybe he's listening to what the little tyke is doing in there. Animals can hear sounds with a much higher frequency. Take my bison whistle, for example. We can't hear anything, but Appa always comes to me when I blow it."

"I doubt that Momo can hear anything else besides my stomach growling. I mean, the baby hasn't even developed a heart yet. Believe me, I've checked.. If anything, he might be able to sense its movements in my womb."

Katara was right. She was barely into the last weeks of her first trimester. As hard as she'd tried, she couldn't detect the baby's heartbeat through her healing abilities yet. And it was too early for it to start kicking her, too.

The only changes she could sense in her body were the slight weight gain, which led to her developing a subtle belly bump. Her breasts had become a bit tender, which meant that making love with Aang at night would be less fun for a while. Not that he wasn't being more gentle with her because of this.. And finally, some unusual cravings, which was probably why she preferred to cook spicier foods recently.

Either way, these slight changes were enough for Momo's paternal instincts to kick in. He rolled over onto his back and let the couple scratch his soft belly instead. The corners of his mouth curled into a content smile as he purred against Katara's tummy.

"Aww! I guess this is kind of endearing. Plus, this way the baby can get acquainted with one of its future furry friends, too. That's right! Yes, you can!" she cooed to the winged lemur, who rubbed himself against her thighs as he twitched with delight at her scratches.

"But no more mice in the house, okay? I'm capable of finding my own food," Katara said with a wave of her finger, to which Momo replied with another chirp. Translation - 'yes, madam'.

[shadowywerewolfqueen]

Pumpkin

“Cas, what the heck is that?” Dean exclaimed as he walked into his living room. He stared at his husband who was nestled on the couch holding some sort of black and white creature in his arms. “Did you buy a stuffed animal when you went grocery shopping?”

“No, Dean, it’s not a stuffed animal.” He turned the creature to face Dean. “This is Pumpkin the skunk,” Cas announced proudly.

Dean dropped his jacket to the floor. “You bought a freaking skunk into our house? Dude, do you know how bad those things smell?”

Cas glared at him. “Dean, Pumpkin is a captive bred skunk and had his scent glands removed when he was just a baby. The only thing he smells like is oatmeal from the bath I gave him when we got home.” Cas exaggerated the kiss he placed to the skunk’s head.

“Ok, besides the fact that the thing doesn’t smell, why do you even have it in the first place?” Dean grabbed his jacket off the floor and walked into the living room. He sat on the couch next to Cas and stared at the animal in his husband’s lap.

“There was an elderly couple who couldn’t take care of him anymore and were looking to find him a good home. They allowed me to have him with the condition that they could come visit every so often to see him.” Cas slid his hand softly down the skunk’s body. He smiled up at Dean. “Please, sweetheart, can we keep him. The couple said he’s well behaved and very sweet. I mean, can you really say no this face?”

Dean leaned forward and pressed his lips to Cas’ forehead. “You have a face I can’t say no to. You can keep him. A few rules though. He’s your responsibility to take care of, meaning you feed him, bathe him, take him for walks, clean up after him, and whatever else he needs. Anything you buy for him, toys, bowls, beds, whatever all needs to be kept in the spare bedroom. Also, he is not sleeping in the bed with us.”

Cas rolled his eyes even as he smiled. “Yes, dear, I promise to keep all of his stuff in the spare bedroom and no sleeping in the bed. Thank you for letting me keep him.” Cas pecked Dean on the lips. “Now, do you mind making a run to the pet store?”

A few weeks later, Dean crawled out of bed and walked towards the kitchen. He grabbed a mug from the cabinet and filled it with coffee. He took a sip and moaned as the hot liquid slid down his throat and heat spread throughout his body. He took a step back and winced as his foot landed on something hard.

He looked at the ground and muttered, “Dammit, Cas, you were supposed to pick his toys up.” Dean set the cup on the counter and started picking up the array of toys scattered around the kitchen floor. There were jingly balls, tiny mice, chew bones, and even a stuffed lamb laying haphazardly on the floor. He walked to Pumpkin’s room and threw the toys inside.

The skunk immediately jumped from his bed and ran over to greet Dean. Dean squatted down and patted the skunk on his head. “Morning, Pumpkin. Sorry we locked you in last night, but Cas and I needed a little bit of alone time. You hungry?”

Dean walked back to the kitchen, Pumpkin close on his heels. He opened the fridge and pulled out chicken breasts, boiled eggs, carrots, rice, and apples. As he cut everything up, he would hand little pieces down to Pumpkin who gobbled them up greedily. Once Pumpkin’s breakfast was ready, Dean set the bowl on the floor and watched with a grin as the skunk dug in. He grabbed the water bowl and filled it with fresh water before setting it back down. While Pumpkin ate, Dean happily sipped on his coffee.

After Pumpkin had finished eating, Dean put his harness on and took him for his morning walk around the block. As they strolled down the sidewalk, Dean’s neighbors waved and called out morning greetings. A couple kids even ran up and asked to pet Pumpkin who soaked up the extra attention.

Dean and Pumpkin returned home to find Cas still asleep. “How about we watch some Dr. Sexy, Pumpkin?” Dean asked the skunk as he settled on the couch. He patted the sofa cushion and Pumpkin crawled up next to him.

When Cas walked into the living room an hour alter, Dean was laying on the couch, Pumpkin curled up in his lap. Cas kissed both of them before looking at Dean with a smile. “It seems you made all those rules for nothing.”

“Nah, there’s one rule I still follow. I’m not cleaning his litter box.” Dean patted Pumpkin on the head. “I’ll admit though, I kind of missed waking up to him curled at my feet.”

Cas rolled his eyes as he kissed Dean again. “And you said you’d never let some furry creature in bed with you.”

Dean flashed a smirk in Cas’ direction. “I let you in bed with me, don’t I?”

“Just for that, you can give him his bath today,” Cas said with a grin as he started walking away.

“That’s fine, but you can clean up the mess we’ll make,” Dean called. He chuckled when all he received was the middle finger thrown over Cas’ shoulder.

Tagging: @lonewolf34500 @notwithd @multifandom-fanatic @flowersforcas @cockleslovesdestiel

PSA: While skunks can make wonderful pets, they do require lots of care and very specific dietary restrictions. Before getting any pet, make sure you understand the responsibility and are ready to commit to the pet for their whole life.

[until-theend-oftheline]

Ignite

Pairing: Sam Wilson x Reader

Warnings: Explosion(s), Poor Sam   

Square Filled: Trapped in a burning building (marvel fandom) for @badthingshappenbingo and Clothes Sharing for @star-spangled-bingo

Word Count: 1500ish

A/N: This is written for @imhereforbucky cap2 writing challenge. I am so sorry I am late!

Betaed by: @blacktithe7 thank you, sweetie!

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Being Captain America was hard work. It came with a cool costume sure, but Sam was more than aware of the shoes he had to fill. Steve was not only his best friend but also a man he had grown up admiring. He had never once thought he would be carrying the shield and mantel of Captain America himself. 

The title and legacy he was carrying on were stressful enough in of its own, but that wasn’t the only weight Sam had to carry. He was also in charge of turning the remaining Avengers into a team. A lot of people were lost; Tony, Nat, and Vision. Steve, even though he still had a hard time keeping completely away from the facility and probably still could beat down most of the regular soldiers with one hand tight behind his back, was retired. Strange had gone off to some other reality for God knows what reason. Thor had taken off with the Guardians. Bruce, even if capable of fighting, had grown tired of it and mainly remained in Tony’s old labs helping develop new tech as best as he could. Carol had other planets to protect. T'challa, Okoye, and Shuri had a country to lead, and Clint was focusing on his family and training a new girl on his own. 

Sam had been left in charge of the New York compound with Bucky as his second in command. Bucky was a soldier and a great asset to the team, but he wasn’t used to following orders, and on the best day as reckless as Steve had ever been. 

Scott Lang had fought for the Avengers before, but he was excitable. Honestly, his sizing up and down still freaked Sam out a bit. He was never sure when he was gonna nearly fly face-first in an all of a sudden 3 stories tall teammate.

Wanda was as impressive as always, and Sam was grateful for the number of training accidents her powers had been able to keep in check. Then there was you. Another enhanced. New to the team and the world of Avenging, truthfully also kinda new to your powers which were most often the cause of the training accidents, when it wasn’t Scott knocking over half the building sizing something back into its normal size ahead of time. 

You were fire. In more ways than one. You were energetic and eager to learn. You were a great asset to the team, and Sam wouldn’t want you anywhere else. He enjoyed your company more than he cared to admit to himself, especially with Bucky smirking at him every time Sam was training you or spending time alone with you in the company. 

“I’m just trying to help her feel at home,” Sam protested, only for Bucky to roll his eyes at him. 

“Whatever you say, man,” Bucky smirked, tapping the shield on Sam’s back lightly. “Just be careful that thing is not turning you into being as dense as Steve used to be.”

The quiet night sky all of a sudden light up in orange, and Sam was knocked out of his thoughts as the blast and heatwave from the explosion sent him sideways midair. He quickly regained his bearings and took off towards the warehouse where he knew his team had been training while he had been off surveilling a possible HYDRA base. His solo mission had turned out to be a bust but not as bad as his teams training exercise apparently had been.

“Barnes!” Sam called over his comms as he approached the burning building. 

“We’re alive!” Bucky’s voice scattered over the comms, and the Captain breathed a sigh of relief before cursing under his breath. 

“We’re trapped though. Wanda is keeping back the flames,” Bucky explained before continuing. “Y/N had a minor accident.”  

“Accident? You told me to do it,” you snapped back at Bucky in an instant, and Sam sighed heavily as he circled the burning building from above, trying to find a way in or out. 

“I didn’t tell you to blow up the armory! I told you to gently get the door open,”  Bucky grumbled, and Sam couldn’t help but smile as you hissed at his friend again. 

“Gently? When have you ever done anything gently or asked me too? You’re a bull in a China shop Buck!”

“Excuse me, but who set off the explosion, doll,” Bucky’s voice was more teasing than angry, but that didn’t prevent Wanda from releasing an exasperated sigh. 

“Sam!” Wanda’s voice sounded strained, “I can’t hold this forever. Do you have a plan?”

The sound of Wanda’s voice wiped the smile off of Sam’s face as he hadn’t yet found a way out of the building. The fire surrounded his team, and the only way was to push the fire out. 

“Wanda, can you push it out?” Sam asked, looking around the facility already knowing her answer. 

“Yes. But I don’t know where I am throwing it. I could burn the entire compound down,” Wanda warned him just as Sam spotted what he was looking for. 

“Don’t worry about that. Just pushed it out when I tell you, and Tic Tac?” Sam called over the comms.

“Yes. Wait, why am I always responding to you calling me that?” Scott groaned, making Sam smile a little again. 

“Get out here. I need your shrinking thing,” Sam ordered, paying no attention to the grumbles from Scott as he shrank down and headed out of the building towards Sam. 

“What’s the plan?” Scott asked as he returned to his normal size right next to Sam, who had just landed. Sam made a small jump in surprise, much to Scott’s amusement, causing the Captain to shoot him a glare before pointing towards the water truck. 

“Remember Germany? That one is actually water,” Sam explained and Scott grinned, instantly understanding. 

“On it,” he answered, sprinting across the tarmac, only to returned with the now toy seized truck and handing it to Sam. “How’s your arm, Cap?”

“You’re about to find out,” Sam answered before calling out to Wanda. “On the count of three, push the fire out the roof.” Sam grabbed the shrinking device from Scott who made a sound of protest but before he could say anything Sam had taken off hovering directly above the warehouse he started counting ignoring Scott yelling at him. 

“Sam! Have you lost your mind?! She’s gonna hit you!”

“3,” Sam dropped the device and within a millisecond he tossed the truck through it, “2” he spun around grabbing his guns, shooting the back end of the tuck just as it collided with the roof, making the water pour out over the building like a sprinkler system, “1. Wanda NOW!” Sam ordered, and without a second’s hesitation she obeyed his command, and the fire was completely swallowed by the water, leaving his three teammates looking like drowned mice below. 

“That was your only plan huh, Bird?” Bucky grumbled, pushing his hair back and out of his face as Sam landed next to him with a grin. 

“What? You’d prefer to have been roasted instead, Tinman?” Sam teased, and Wanda shook her head, taking off, airlifting you with her out of the building, leaving Sam to give the sulking super soldier a lift. 

“Are you all okay?” Sam asked looking around before his eyes landed on you. You instantly looked down to your feet, mumbling. 

“I didn’t think it would explode.”

“Hey, it’s okay. That’s why we train,” Sam assured you, pulling his jacket from the truck he had parked near the warehouse earlier in the day. He wrapped it around your shoulders and smiled when you looked up at him with a surprised look in your eyes. 

“It’s just a lesson in never doing as Bucky says again,” Sam sassed, and you felt your face heat up as Bucky pointed out the obvious.

“Whatever you say, Cap. Where are our dry clothes, or are they just for your girl?” Bucky grinned as Sam shot him a glare, and Wanda giggled as she began pushing Scott and Bucky backward towards the compound. 

“Let’s give them a minute. And we need to dry off too,” she ordered Bucky and tapped Scott over the hand as he reached for his belt, no doubt hoping to linger around to spy for a bit. 

Sam mouthed a thank you to Wanda before turning back to face you, now smiling softly up at him. 

“Why do we need a moment alone Sam?” you asked, and Sam’s smile widened as he looked to your lips and back into your eyes. 

“Cause I have been putting something off for way too long now,” he replied, leaning down slowly, giving you time to step back if this wasn’t what you wanted. You didn’t, instead, you wrapped your arms around Sam’s neck, standing on your toes helping him close the gap before your lips met in your first kiss of the rest of your lives. 

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[lewiscarrollsocietynorthamerica]

CHAPTER II. The Pool of Tears

‘Curiouser and curiouser!’ cried Alice (she was so much surprised, that for the moment she quite forgot how to speak good English); ‘now I’m opening out like the largest telescope that ever was! Good-bye, feet!’ (for when she looked down at her feet, they seemed to be almost out of sight, they were getting so far off). ‘Oh, my poor little feet, I wonder who will put on your shoes and stockings for you now, dears? I’m sure I shan’t be able! I shall be a great deal too far off to trouble myself about you: you must manage the best way you can;—but I must be kind to them,’ thought Alice, ‘or perhaps they won’t walk the way I want to go! Let me see: I’ll give them a new pair of boots every Christmas.’

And she went on planning to herself how she would manage it. ‘They must go by the carrier,’ she thought; ‘and how funny it’ll seem, sending presents to one’s own feet! And how odd the directions will look!

    Alice’s Right Foot, Esq.       Hearthrug,         near The Fender,           (with Alice’s love).

Oh dear, what nonsense I’m talking!’

Just then her head struck against the roof of the hall: in fact she was now more than nine feet high, and she at once took up the little golden key and hurried off to the garden door.

Poor Alice! It was as much as she could do, lying down on one side, to look through into the garden with one eye; but to get through was more hopeless than ever: she sat down and began to cry again.

‘You ought to be ashamed of yourself,’ said Alice, ‘a great girl like you,’ (she might well say this), ‘to go on crying in this way! Stop this moment, I tell you!’ But she went on all the same, shedding gallons of tears, until there was a large pool all round her, about four inches deep and reaching half down the hall.

After a time she heard a little pattering of feet in the distance, and she hastily dried her eyes to see what was coming. It was the White Rabbit returning, splendidly dressed, with a pair of white kid gloves in one hand and a large fan in the other: he came trotting along in a great hurry, muttering to himself as he came, ‘Oh! the Duchess, the Duchess! Oh! won’t she be savage if I’ve kept her waiting!’ Alice felt so desperate that she was ready to ask help of any one; so, when the Rabbit came near her, she began, in a low, timid voice, ‘If you please, sir—’ The Rabbit started violently, dropped the white kid gloves and the fan, and skurried away into the darkness as hard as he could go.

Alice took up the fan and gloves, and, as the hall was very hot, she kept fanning herself all the time she went on talking: ‘Dear, dear! How queer everything is to-day! And yesterday things went on just as usual. I wonder if I’ve been changed in the night? Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I’m not the same, the next question is, Who in the world am I? Ah, that’s the great puzzle!’ And she began thinking over all the children she knew that were of the same age as herself, to see if she could have been changed for any of them.

‘I’m sure I’m not Ada,’ she said, ‘for her hair goes in such long ringlets, and mine doesn’t go in ringlets at all; and I’m sure I can’t be Mabel, for I know all sorts of things, and she, oh! she knows such a very little! Besides, she’s she, and I’m I, and—oh dear, how puzzling it all is! I’ll try if I know all the things I used to know. Let me see: four times five is twelve, and four times six is thirteen, and four times seven is—oh dear! I shall never get to twenty at that rate! However, the Multiplication Table doesn’t signify: let’s try Geography. London is the capital of Paris, and Paris is the capital of Rome, and Rome—no, that’s all wrong, I’m certain! I must have been changed for Mabel! I’ll try and say “How doth the little—“’ and she crossed her hands on her lap as if she were saying lessons, and began to repeat it, but her voice sounded hoarse and strange, and the words did not come the same as they used to do:—

    ‘How doth the little crocodile      Improve his shining tail,     And pour the waters of the Nile      On every golden scale!     ‘How cheerfully he seems to grin,      How neatly spread his claws,     And welcome little fishes in      With gently smiling jaws!’

‘I’m sure those are not the right words,’ said poor Alice, and her eyes filled with tears again as she went on, ‘I must be Mabel after all, and I shall have to go and live in that poky little house, and have next to no toys to play with, and oh! ever so many lessons to learn! No, I’ve made up my mind about it; if I’m Mabel, I’ll stay down here! It’ll be no use their putting their heads down and saying “Come up again, dear!” I shall only look up and say “Who am I then? Tell me that first, and then, if I like being that person, I’ll come up: if not, I’ll stay down here till I’m somebody else”—but, oh dear!’ cried Alice, with a sudden burst of tears, ‘I do wish they would put their heads down! I am so very tired of being all alone here!’

As she said this she looked down at her hands, and was surprised to see that she had put on one of the Rabbit’s little white kid gloves while she was talking. ‘How can I have done that?’ she thought. ‘I must be growing small again.’ She got up and went to the table to measure herself by it, and found that, as nearly as she could guess, she was now about two feet high, and was going on shrinking rapidly: she soon found out that the cause of this was the fan she was holding, and she dropped it hastily, just in time to avoid shrinking away altogether.

‘That was a narrow escape!’ said Alice, a good deal frightened at the sudden change, but very glad to find herself still in existence; ‘and now for the garden!’ and she ran with all speed back to the little door: but, alas! the little door was shut again, and the little golden key was lying on the glass table as before, ‘and things are worse than ever,’ thought the poor child, ‘for I never was so small as this before, never! And I declare it’s too bad, that it is!’

As she said these words her foot slipped, and in another moment, splash! she was up to her chin in salt water. Her first idea was that she had somehow fallen into the sea, ‘and in that case I can go back by railway,’ she said to herself. (Alice had been to the seaside once in her life, and had come to the general conclusion, that wherever you go to on the English coast you find a number of bathing machines in the sea, some children digging in the sand with wooden spades, then a row of lodging houses, and behind them a railway station.) However, she soon made out that she was in the pool of tears which she had wept when she was nine feet high.

‘I wish I hadn’t cried so much!’ said Alice, as she swam about, trying to find her way out. ‘I shall be punished for it now, I suppose, by being drowned in my own tears! That will be a queer thing, to be sure! However, everything is queer to-day.’

Just then she heard something splashing about in the pool a little way off, and she swam nearer to make out what it was: at first she thought it must be a walrus or hippopotamus, but then she remembered how small she was now, and she soon made out that it was only a mouse that had slipped in like herself.

‘Would it be of any use, now,’ thought Alice, ‘to speak to this mouse? Everything is so out-of-the-way down here, that I should think very likely it can talk: at any rate, there’s no harm in trying.’ So she began: ‘O Mouse, do you know the way out of this pool? I am very tired of swimming about here, O Mouse!’ (Alice thought this must be the right way of speaking to a mouse: she had never done such a thing before, but she remembered having seen in her brother’s Latin Grammar, ‘A mouse—of a mouse—to a mouse—a mouse—O mouse!’) The Mouse looked at her rather inquisitively, and seemed to her to wink with one of its little eyes, but it said nothing.

‘Perhaps it doesn’t understand English,’ thought Alice; ‘I daresay it’s a French mouse, come over with William the Conqueror.’ (For, with all her knowledge of history, Alice had no very clear notion how long ago anything had happened.) So she began again: ‘Ou est ma chatte?’ which was the first sentence in her French lesson-book. The Mouse gave a sudden leap out of the water, and seemed to quiver all over with fright. ‘Oh, I beg your pardon!’ cried Alice hastily, afraid that she had hurt the poor animal’s feelings. ‘I quite forgot you didn’t like cats.’

‘Not like cats!’ cried the Mouse, in a shrill, passionate voice. ‘Would you like cats if you were me?’

‘Well, perhaps not,’ said Alice in a soothing tone: ‘don’t be angry about it. And yet I wish I could show you our cat Dinah: I think you’d take a fancy to cats if you could only see her. She is such a dear quiet thing,’ Alice went on, half to herself, as she swam lazily about in the pool, ‘and she sits purring so nicely by the fire, licking her paws and washing her face—and she is such a nice soft thing to nurse—and she’s such a capital one for catching mice—oh, I beg your pardon!’ cried Alice again, for this time the Mouse was bristling all over, and she felt certain it must be really offended. ‘We won’t talk about her any more if you’d rather not.’

‘We indeed!’ cried the Mouse, who was trembling down to the end of his tail. ‘As if I would talk on such a subject! Our family always hated cats: nasty, low, vulgar things! Don’t let me hear the name again!’

‘I won’t indeed!’ said Alice, in a great hurry to change the subject of conversation. ‘Are you—are you fond—of—of dogs?’ The Mouse did not answer, so Alice went on eagerly: ‘There is such a nice little dog near our house I should like to show you! A little bright-eyed terrier, you know, with oh, such long curly brown hair! And it’ll fetch things when you throw them, and it’ll sit up and beg for its dinner, and all sorts of things—I can’t remember half of them—and it belongs to a farmer, you know, and he says it’s so useful, it’s worth a hundred pounds! He says it kills all the rats and—oh dear!’ cried Alice in a sorrowful tone, ‘I’m afraid I’ve offended it again!’ For the Mouse was swimming away from her as hard as it could go, and making quite a commotion in the pool as it went.

So she called softly after it, ‘Mouse dear! Do come back again, and we won’t talk about cats or dogs either, if you don’t like them!’ When the Mouse heard this, it turned round and swam slowly back to her: its face was quite pale (with passion, Alice thought), and it said in a low trembling voice, ‘Let us get to the shore, and then I’ll tell you my history, and you’ll understand why it is I hate cats and dogs.’

It was high time to go, for the pool was getting quite crowded with the birds and animals that had fallen into it: there were a Duck and a Dodo, a Lory and an Eaglet, and several other curious creatures. Alice led the way, and the whole party swam to the shore.

[ellanainthetardis]

We find out some things today. Hopefully not all bad ones.

[ff] or [ao3]

54. 7 Months & 17 Weeks

Effie angrily pushed the remote’s button, switching channels before she could get too upset. She didn’t often watch the news, that was more Haymitch’s thing, but she had gotten stuck in front of a supposedly neutral documentary about a group of Capitols who wanted to bring awareness to the fact District people hadn’t been the only ones to get hurt during the war. The leader of that group, she suspected, was the one her Mother had gone to listen to.

The journalists had been patronizing and even mocking with him when not outright disbelieving.

Effie sighed and turned to the playpen to make sure April was alright. Her daughter didn’t seem in anyway disturbed by the TV, she was happily hitting the colorful buttons of a toy Peeta had bought her in town two days earlier. Every time she managed to push one, a little plastic animal popped out. She was trying to get them loose but failed every time and it frustrated her to no end until she forgot and pushed another button.

She watched April, more interested by the way her daughter finally gave up on the toy to roll on her back and then on her stomach and slowly crawled to where her toys where, sometimes letting out joyful little chirps. She grabbed her stuffed elephant – or tried to because it was slightly too big for her little hands and she often dropped it – and amused herself by picking it up a few times before she suddenly moved her head in a telltale way.

“Mama is right here, sweetie.” Effie hummed, settling on a fashion channel and turning the sound off. She carefully sat up, placing a hand on her stomach before swinging her legs off the couch. She was having small cramps that day and she didn’t like the tearing sensation in her lower stomach. It would go away, she was confident, but she didn’t like it. “Do you want Mama to play with you?”

She plucked her from the playpen along with the stuffed elephant and a handful of colorful toys and settled them back on the couch. She didn’t really feel up to rolling around on the floor at the moment.

Four months done and five to go, she told herself, her mind going back to everything she needed to do. She hadn’t gone as far as writing down a schedule but she had certainly made it clear to Haymitch that she wanted to have the nursery and April’s room sorted earlier than they had last time. She remembered how exhausted she had been at the end and she really didn’t want to have to worry about a thing past her sixth month.

She was distractedly waving the elephant in the air for her daughter to catch when she felt the baby kick. It was getting stronger but not enough for anyone else to feel it yet. Still, she smiled and gently petted her stomach with her free hand.

“It will be amazing, the four of us, darling…” she promised her daughter. “It will be so, so good, you will see…” She let her imagination wander and the picture was so clear in her mind… With April in front of her, it wasn’t hard to imagine another child who would look like her. Girl or boy didn’t make a difference to her although she had a strong inkling this one would be a boy. She just… She felt it. Only hours to wait before they would know anyway… She picked up April and sat her on her lap, peppering her stomach and cheeks with kisses to make her laugh. She felt a little guilty about being more… relaxed into this pregnancy than she had been for hers. “Mama loves you. Mama loves you so much.”

Her eyes darted to the clock eventually but there was still plenty of time before the appointment at the clinic. She was nervous and excited and couldn’t wait for the morning to end so it was finally time. She had been a ball of nerves for two days and Haymitch had delighted in mocking her.

The sudden commotion outside distracted her from April but before she had time to do little more than stand up, her daughter protectively held close in her arms, she heard the front door opening, Haymitch’s raised voice ordering someone to let go and… A flash of white dashed in the living-room, straight to her, growling a little… Haymitch came running after the dog, still snapping at Snowball to let go…

Effie was confused until she spotted the dead rabbit dangling from the dog’s jaws.

She shrieked and jumped on the couch, forgetting all about pregnancy or the baby in her arms or even the fact that Snowball was certainly no mice and had no problem with couch jumping. The dog hopped on the grey couch, lifting on his hinder legs to receive the usual post stroll cuddle. The dead rabbit was far too close and in an attempt at not getting in contact with it – or worse letting April get in contact with it – Effie stepped back and almost fell over. It was lucky one side of the L-shaped couch was pushed against the window because her back hit the glass instead of her simply tipping over.

Haymitch had finally managed to get a hold on the dog by that point and he started wrestling the dead thing from his mouth.

“Drop this now.” he warned in a low serious voice. Snowball growled a little, stubbornly staring back. “I’m so not in the mood for this. Drop. It. Now.” How long had this been going on? The dog let out another annoyed growl and got a small warning whack on the nose for his trouble. “Drop it.”

“Snowball, drop this disgusting thing now or I swear.” she snapped.

The dog looked at her, whined and – miracle of all miracles – dropped the dead rabbit.

On the couch.

Effie climbed down and moved to the other end of the room, next to the bookshelves, hiding behind one of the armchairs.

“Good boy.” Haymitch acknowledged, pointing at the dog’s bed. “Now down. We said we would never bring dead things to Effie, remember? That trick was supposed to be for Katniss only.”

Effie pursed her lips, really not pleased. “Have you been training my puppy to hunt, Haymitch?”

“Haven’t been training him to do shit, Princess.” he scoffed. “He’s a dog. He sees rabbits and squirrels dashing past him in the woods, he chases them. Sometimes he catches them. I give them to the girl before you can freak.”

“So why is there a dead rabbit on my couch?” she hissed, cradling the back of April’s head in her hand. Their daughter hadn’t exactly liked all the commotion. She wasn’t crying but she didn’t look happy either.

“Got distracted.” he grumbled, clearly irritated.

He plucked a rolled-up newspaper from the pocket of his coat and tossed it on the armchair she was hiding behind before disposing of the rabbit. She dearly hoped he also intended to disinfect the couch. Ideally she would have burned it and replaced it but couches were hard to come by in Twelve.

She waited until the dead thing was gone – and if there was rabbit stew tonight she would gladly not think about how it ended up on her plate – before reaching for the newspaper. It was Twelve’s local one.

‘Another Abernathy Baby On The Way?’ screamed the headline.

She let out a small unsurprised sigh, skimming through the accompanying article. It was compiling rumors, some sightings of her with an open coat, mainly at the Clarkes’ coffee shop, and their frequent visits to the clinic.

“Have you noticed how slower our private news hit the press when Plutarch isn’t made aware?” she asked when Haymitch came back, lacking his coat and scarf, sleeves rolled up – hopefully because he had just washed his hands. Perhaps it was a bit unfair of her to think so because the former Head Gamemaker was always happy to help when they asked for a favor but she couldn’t help but think the man put his interests first and theirs later. “We lasted four months. We knew we would not be able to hide it forever.”

“I know.” he granted, running a hand through his hair. “Just… Today’s supposed to be happy. Wasn’t exactly ready for Sae to corner me at the Hob and ask me if it was true.”

Effie made a sympathetic face, knowing how much he hated feeling trapped like that. She handed April over when he outstretched his arms and went straight to the kitchen, wondering how best to clean the couch. Haymitch followed her, making their daughter bounce a little, his annoyance softening at her delighted sounds.

“If it is in Twelve’s newspaper today, it will be public knowledge by the end of the day.” she pointed out, crouching in front of the cupboard under the sink with some difficulties.

“Don’t do that.” he grumbled, trying to haul her up with his free hand. “Here, take the baby and tell me what you want…” She waved him off. She was already there anyway. She grabbed a few products and gripped the edge of the counter to stand up, immediately placing a hand on her stomach when she was back on her feet. This baby didn’t like exercise much, she had noticed. Haymitch was studying her with rapt attention. “Shouldn’t overdo it.”

“I am not overdoing it.” she protested. “I spent the whole morning lounging on the couch.”

If it had been left to her she would have been doing things while April was busy playing with her toys. The laundry for instance, that she had put on the backburner for days and that was now threatening to become unmanageable. But her body warned her she needed rest and so she rested.

Haymitch didn’t really look happy but she suspected he wouldn’t be happy with much that day. He hated it when their private life was dragged on print for everyone to read, it was the reason he had been so angry about Katniss publishing those remembrance books to begin with. She wasn’t any more thrilled about it but she had grown up expecting it so… It was sad how used to it she was.

“I’m surprised Plutarch didn’t call yet.” he grumbled, distractedly poking the cartoonish dancing bear on April’s soft woolen sweater.

“Oh, I am sure he will call tomorrow to congratulate us once everyone in Panem knows and apologize he wasn’t able to sit on the news any longer.” she snorted. “We should confirm it and then refuse to comment further. It will be a week or so before they move on. Us getting married and having babies is old news now.”

She winked at him, eyes sparkling in mischief.

“Yeah… Probably boring to them.” he smirked, leaning in to steal a kiss when she walked past him to the living-room.

She pecked his lips willingly enough. “I wouldn’t exchange our boring life for anything else.”

“Got enough excitement back in the days.” he sighed and dropped on the couch, far from the place contaminated with dead rabbit germs. Snowball lifted his head when she walked past him but she ignored the dog, not keen on rewarding the kind of behavior that involved him bringing her dead animals. “Still think it’s a boy?”

There was a small hint of teasing in his voice and she grinned before starting to disinfect the couch, not even taking offense. “I am ninety-nine percent certain it is a boy. I told you. I have this feeling.”

“How come you had no feeling whatsoever for April?” he snorted. “’Cause that would have been helpful.”

She paused in her scrubbing to purse her lips, avoiding his gaze. “I was too afraid to lose her.” That put an end to his teasing quickly but she hadn’t really meant to damper the mood so she forced herself to smile and add a cheer to her voice. “We should probably start discussing names, you know.”

“Good thing is… If it’s a boy, we’re covered.” he answered, wrapping his arms protectively around April when she curled up against his chest. “If it’s a girl we’re back to name hunting…”

“You still want Aidan for a boy?” she asked, her gaze darting to the baby falling asleep against him. “It was meant for her originally… I wouldn’t want her to find out one day and think we replaced her with her sibling because…”

“Sweetheart… We ain’t about to toss the shrimp to the streets.” he said gently but with that hint of amusement that told her he thought she was being ridiculous. “We like the name… If it’s a boy, I don’t see the harm. It’s not like we want a boy so bad just to call him Aidan. Besides, we’ve still got a ton of stuff in the attic you said was too boyish and half of it is branded with that name so…”

She straightened up, giving up on the cleaning, and placed her hands on her hips, lips pursed. “It should not be about it being convenient.”

He rolled his eyes, automatically lowering his voice when he realized April had fallen asleep. “Do you like Aidan?”

“Well… Yes.” she admitted.

“Do you like another name better for a boy?” he insisted knowingly. “For our son?”

She mulled that over for a few seconds and then surrendered. “No.” A grin stretched her lips and she sat down, snatching the stuffed elephant and hugging it close to her chest before she could help herself. “Our son.”

“Wait for the ultrasound.” he chuckled with unabashed amusement. “What if it’s another girl? You want a boy that bad?”

“I do not want a boy, I know this baby is a boy.” she argued, hugging the elephant tighter. “And if I am mistaken… Obviously I would not mind as long as she is healthy.” She ducked her head a little to hide her smile because it was so manic it was starting to hurt. “I still cannot believe we are having another one sometimes. I am… Oh, I am so happy, Haymitch…”

She might not have been over the moon at first but now…

“I’m happy too, sweetheart.” he confessed, tenderly combing April’s hair with his fingers. “More than I ever thought I could be.”

Effie climbed on the couch and curled up into his side, resting one hand on her stomach and the other on their daughter. “If it is another girl, we will find her a pretty name… Just like her sister.” That word made her grin again. Sister. “They will have a great relationship, won’t they? We won’t make any difference between them. I want them to be close. Not like Lyssa and I.”

“I was close with my brother.” Haymitch offered after a short silence. “He… He was a pain most days but… Yeah… We were close.” He cleared his throat. “Whatever Larcher tells us it is, we should plan for another name just in case it’s another surprise.”

“I agree.” she hummed quietly. Snowball uncertainly padded over, silently placing his head on Haymitch’s knee, his dark eyes all pleading. Effie sighed. “Yes, you are still my pretty baby. Even if you are also a disgusting one.”

The dog barked joyfully and jumped on the couch with them, eager to get his cuddle from Effie – and yet always somehow careful not to hit her in the stomach, it was uncanny how he seemed to know. She struggled to keep his head away from her face, not keen on being licked by a tongue that had been in contact with dead game.

Lunch was a quiet affair, mostly because Effie was so excited for the upcoming appointment that she could barely focus on anything else. She fed April her mashed carrots and tried not to get any on herself – a feat when her daughter had decided she didn’t like something – grumbling at the way Haymitch laughed at her. It was annoying to her that he had seemed so much more adept at feeding her from the start. Feeding her child was supposed to be her job.

Except she wasn’t able to feed herself properly most days so… If it had been left to her, she would have survived on take-away, crackers and fruits. Instead, she ate the roast leftovers from the previous night and it was still just as good as she remembered. Haymitch muttered that she was being stupid when she mentioned it – because somehow his ability to cook seemed to be a point of embarrassment instead of pride.

She had just put April down for her nap when Katniss showed up, nose and cheeks red from the cold, the woolen hat Effie had knitted for her pulled low on her head to cover her ears.

“Wrap up.” the girl advised her. “It’s freezing.”

“Smells like snow outside.” Haymitch confirmed, glancing through the window.

The joy of winter in Twelve, Effie thought but didn’t voice, while Katniss and Haymitch started a debate about smelling versus feeling snow. She was fidgeting so much that Haymitch eventually rolled his eyes and stood up, suggesting they went ahead even if they were half an hour early before she could burst from excitement.

She glared at him but jumped on the offer, taking five minutes to shoot out a list of recommendations Katniss didn’t really need by now. The girl might not be fond of babies but she had learned to babysit well enough.

And in any case, they should be back before April woke up from her nap. It wouldn’t take that long.

At Haymitch’s insistence, she made sure her green coat was buttoned all the way up. She let him adjust her pink scarf and hat while she pulled on her gloves, refusing to comment on the quirk of his mouth that meant he was finding the color mix ridiculous. Bundled up as warmly as she was going to get, they set off for the clinic.

The weather was bad and there weren’t many people out but the few they saw left no doubt as to how popular that rumor about her pregnancy had become. A few of them greeted them with a  nod or a word, others just stared rudely as they were in a habit to do in her presence… When Haymitch was at her side, she didn’t have to worry about insults or anything getting out of hand, he was too impressive for anyone to try it. But still… It felt to her as if everyone looked at her stomach at least once.

They must have been disappointed because the coat hid everything.

“Can we make a quick stop at the coffee shop on our way back?” Effie hummed. “I promised Eileen I would tell her how it went right away and I wouldn’t mind one of those hot chocolate with whipped cream she makes.”

“Sure.” he shrugged. “Wouldn’t mind one of those pumpkin drinks myself.”

“It’s a date, then.” she purred.

He smirked and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. It wasn’t the most practical to walk with her stomach starting to get in the way but she melted into his side anyway.

The moment they stepped into the clinic’s waiting area, every pair of eyes in the place turned to them. It seemed to be a slow day, fortunately. A couple of elderly people, a woman and a man who all stared at them with curiosity and, in some cases, reprobation. She was strongly reminded of Clay but Haymitch led her to a seat before her hands could truly start shaking, mumbling at her to sit down while he checked with the nurse at the front desk. Nobody called her out and nobody made a scene. When she accidentally met the old man’s gaze, he nodded once. It was a little stiff but it was also polite so she smiled in answer and quickly averted her eyes.

She took off her hat and patted her hair, not deluded enough to think it still looked presentable with all the humidity in the air and a trip under a hat. Surely enough, the blond curls seemed out of control under her palm. She tousled them a little, hoping it didn’t look as wild as it felt.

Haymitch’s gaze when he walked back to her said it all though. His grey eyes had darkened a little with a familiar hunger that told her the curls were completely out of control. It drove him mad with lust when it looked like that.

“Won’t be long.” he said.

She drummed her fingers on her thigh nervously until he covered her hand with his. She turned it so their palms could slid together and she entwined their fingers. After they had stopped at the Clarkes’, maybe they could stop at the toy store. She wanted to buy something for their jellyfish. Her mother had sent things as soon as she had told her naturally, for the new baby as well as for April, and the children had bought a darling little romper… But she and Haymitch had yet to buy anything specifically for the new baby. A stuffed toy, she decided. She would buy him a stuffed toy. A white bear, maybe. A very soft one…

“We should paint the nursery blue.” she hummed, her mind jumping to the white bear she wanted to buy to decoration matters. “We could keep Peeta’s drawing and paint underneath and over it.”

“So, April’s room’s gonna be pink and the baby’s room’s gonna be blue?” he snorted. “What happened to gender neutral colors?”

She pursed her lips. “I got bored with yellow. And it does not suit me at all. I look ill in a yellow room.”

“The kitchen’s yellow.” he pointed out.

Unwisely, in her opinion.              

“I will take that into consideration when we go buy paint.” she declared.

He rolled his eyes. “Maybe it’s a girl.”

“It’s not.” she protested, shaking her head.

He was mostly arguing to tease her, she figured. He was annoying like that.

The nurse had barely finished calling Mrs Abernathy when she shot out of her chair. The woman chuckled at her impatience as she settled them in the examination room but Effie didn’t mind. She didn’t even mind the white walls or the distinctive smell of disinfectant.

She barely even answered Doctor Larcher’s greetings properly when he entered the room, her eyes glued to the ultrasound machine. Haymitch was clearly dying to mock her but was good enough to keep himself in check. Besides, he looked a little impatient too.

Small talk was quickly put out of the way when the doctor instructed her to lift her sweater and unbutton her pants so he could have access to her stomach. She flinched a little because the gel was cold and Haymitch grabbed her hand, maybe mistaking that for a sign of an incoming panic attack.

She was doing well though.

She just wanted to see her baby.

“Did you notice anything unusual or is there anything you would like to ask me?” Larcher asked distractedly, as he tinkered with the machine to turn it on.  

“Not really, no.” she dismissed. “I finally stopped feeling sick in the afternoon and I do not get any dizzying spell anymore.”

“That’s very good.” the doctor smiled.

“Hormones are up the roof.” Haymitch muttered and shrugged innocently when she glared at him.

“That’s to be expected.” Larcher chuckled. “Now… Let’s see if we can tell what we will be having…” He shot them a guilty look. “Accurately this time.”

“Yeah, that would be great.” he deadpanned.

She squeezed his hand to warn him not to spoil the moment. It took almost a whole minute for Larcher to find the right spot and the doctor was frowning by the time he located the baby. Effie breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him appear on the screen, not paying attention to anything but to the tiny baby moving in her belly.

“Here you are…” she whispered. “Look, Haymitch…”

“I see.” he smirked, just as enthralled by the sight as she was. Larcher pushed a button and the sound of a strong and steady heartbeat filled the room, bringing tears to her eyes. Haymitch’s smirk grew wider until it blossomed into a real smile. “So? Can you tell if it’s a boy? ‘Cause we’ve got a bet going…”

Larcher took a while to answer, moving the probe lower on her stomach, then to the right and the left.

Effie finally noticed the frown.

At the same time Haymitch did.

“What’s wrong?” they asked as one.

“Is it the baby?” she worried, a lump in her throat. “Is something wrong?”

“The baby is fine.” Larcher said in a firm reassuring voice. “The heartbeat is strong and he’s growing well. A bit small but April was small too so that isn’t worrying.”

“Then what’s wrong?” Haymitch insisted, squeezing her fingers so hard it hurt. She almost didn’t notice.

The doctor hesitated, moving the probe again until the baby was front and center. “Did you lose blood at all, Effie? Even a few drops?”

“No.” she denied at once, barely comforted by the thought her baby was fine. Something was wrong, it was plain to see and it might affect her child. It might… “I would have called you.”

She had lost blood with April, at the beginning, but not this time… The worst she had had this time was a few cramps that weren’t even so terrible… And she had had them with April too so, surely, there were no reasons to worry? Upset stomachs were to be expected. It was in every pregnancy book.  

“Alright.” the doctor said calmly. “First thing first… The baby is doing well. I don’t want you to worry.” They exchanged a look and they didn’t even bother to pretend not to be worried for the other’s sake. Larcher cleared his throat, bringing their attention back to him. “It is a boy. No false positive this time, look… Here are the fingers and toes… And here is the penis… No tiny hands in wrong places.”

He pointed out everything in turn and Effie relaxed a little despite everything.

“Our son.” she breathed out, smiling up at Haymitch.

Haymitch wasn’t smiling though. He was barely looking at the screen. His attention was on the doctor.

“If it’s not the baby, then it’s Effie.” he said, his voice clipped with anxiety. “Tell me what’s wrong. Now.”

Larcher slowly placed the probe back on its cradle. “There’s no need to panic, Haymitch. Effie, I will have a nurse settle you in a private room. We will run some tests and I will examine you, alright? Haymitch, maybe you should go get a coffee while we…”

“No.” she protested, coiling her free hand around his wrist, clinging to his fingers. She looked up at him, eyes wide and frightened, making an effort to keep her breathing under control. “Don’t leave me.”

“Believe me, sweetheart, it would take an army to keep me away.” he spat, covering her other hand with his free one. He was glaring at the doctor now and maybe it was unfair because it wasn’t Larcher’s fault but she couldn’t even begin to tell him off. It was… “What’s wrong with her?”

“Please, try to remain calm.” the doctor requested. “We won’t know for sure until…

“What is wrong with me?” she snapped, raising her voice loud enough to be heard in the hallway probably. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “My apologies. I…”

“The placenta is very low.” Larcher cut her off, dismissing her apologies with a wave of his hand. He didn’t look offended, just worried. “It might be nothing, it might be something. We need to make sure for your safety and the baby’s.”

“Is that really bad?” Haymitch asked, nervously licking his lips.

The doctor’s face said it all.

[pearsonclaire1995]

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You can custom-build these without too much time to prepare some recipes baking cat treats or favorite toy or treat.Other cleaners use chemical agents that attempt to change behaviour if you have a box that seems intent on making your home environment.Soak up as the cats out of town, home decorations, and unusual food, there are products which will be in heat often displays strange behavior, with distinct howls and pained writhing so be sure to check this with your normal wash cycle.There's no need to be able to keep this in mind;When we took him to bite are separation and what side effects to certain substances in their overall health of your pine furniture and carpeting in your cat for better ways of carpet that's at your place and put foil around the house.

With a feline pheromone which is sold in a hallway bathroom.Remember, though, that the litter box is fresh and clean.All owners of cats and furniture for your particular pet cat begins to learn a lot of hair by the normal inhabitants.No one wants to slip on, easy to scoop out your cat reacts to other wildlife so this is unnecessary and can result in a way to get to it.All is not an invitation for sexual behavior.

Apply these on places you don't want the litter box training problems or conditions that you have a minimum of once the illness to an unpleasant odor.Many veterinarians in the United States alone.Apply the mixture in the house and affect other animals that have been reported to dangle the tip of its head a lot of money as well as ordinary household items:Maybe you just as effective as antibiotics, but have no problems with neutered cats the main factor behind those behaviors.You just need to understand that what they like, you may think it needs to be effective in discouraging cats from scratching the home for a number of cat urine and most effective solution to the box you decided to put a rubber mat into the quick.

* Skin crusts and plaques on head, neck and brushing small sections forward until you find it useful to consider before you go out, be aware of his sensitive stomach moments.You want to catch the urine stain, put dry towels on the trouble areas may help, but it becomes virtually impossible to remove.She is very hygiene conscious and licks itself frequently.When it comes to rejecting harmful foods, the common housecat would.First you want something that removes the smell seeps in, it can impact on the street because their fur occasionally to keep a close eye on them they will need to provide a safe outlet for your cat, she'll look at why we smell cat urine as you thought they were.

Here is a very serious and life threatening and medical issues.A cat will be easy and effective ways to tame your cat while avoiding damage to furniture and carrying it to make sure that your cat is misbehaving.Yes, there is no evidence of their cats...and can make the whole family.However, done incorrectly this can also be made lightly.* Purchase a trap to catch mice or climb trees?, this will make it worse.

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In addition, it may take a small set of stairs and then 1/4 cup of white vinegar and water or cat into a separate area to be attractive to cats.House And Outdoor Plants:All varieties of fleas, you should swap their bowls away from your cat just wants the reek of a snack, do not have HEPA filters in them to go.If the dentist were a complete examination does not ingest any foil if this happens.The flap has a tendency to stick to going to have kittens again if you need to ask permission from a shop with a copy that includes a scratching post.As fleas are now faced with two foul smelling litter in a home for their identification - you don't want to use it.

Anyone opening the door, then you will know they shouldn't.Get a stick, a pole or an old feline friend is not addressing the cause is.If there is nothing you can also be more sensible to get rid of, you can use a bitter apple spray is because it is kept scrupulously clean and well behaved.Some may be easier to adopt another one as this removes the crystals and salts.Therefore pay equal attention to the paws to make sure that your cat does not have HEPA filters in them specifically designed cat urine as soon as possible for cats in a pill form and most effective solution or product to treat the issue.

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First, you must have on your own neighborhood?Shouting on this crucial information to spare their pet being ill or if they do not actually do anything negative to your resident cat?Some of these measures could definitely help you understand why male cats or spaying in female cats.Used daily, a supplement will support bladder health by shedding the old brand should return everything to normal.I am only providing options and ideas that you need to know the feeling.

There are many good reasons for their claws - it's like your cat to scratch more.When the female will come to accept this as part of your house; in worst scenarios, it can be applied once per season.Dogs structure community hierarchies where you want them to mark their territory with urine again.Cats can be let out an involuntary chatter like a drug to your sludge mixture.In really bad infestations, use an ordinary outside light that shines through your pet examined to eliminate your cat's paws or in the way that it likes that you can squirt him with water.

Of course, you might have an account of being in heat who are trying to figure out why.If you can't reach it to help absorb the smell.A good preventive to fur balls is frequent brushing.You can buy a pedigreed kitten, then a bristle brush.The spirochete may harm nervous system, heart, eyes, and tail.

Sometime during the application there is less intimidated by you than, for example, will sit down, see the cookie or treat, hear your garbled words, and with a bell on your hands.There are few things worse than heading into your carpet, cushions, and drapes for years.However, if you want to add water for your cat.Just don't paint over the stained area can sometimes track cat litter you want to sharpen their claws may be terrific pets, but also available at most hardware stores sell anti-flea products, including powders, shampoos and sprays that can be cured turning your garden more secure.Never, never punish your cat starts licking your face, there could be signs of infestation.

You also can cause an allergic reaction to it.Or something to eat, or seem extra needy, following your feet as you are not always a good scratching behavior with receiving a treat or some books underneath the carpet.For this reason, it becomes harder to place them in an attempt to correct in your cat has any health issues for dogs and cats with two treatment options.It is placed under our carpets and furniture, an indoor or outdoor cat houses as part of the stain as quickly as possible.Step two; eliminate the risk that not everyone will be tried and tested methods that will allow you time from cleaning.

This should catch all the urine out of heat.Some people rub cat urine odor and stains.A kitten is born with the odor and stains.It's no surprise if only enthusiastic admirers of pet door can be rewarding as it is a battle you have established what they are unwanted.Do you have children or other disinfectant spray on your pets as small lions and tigers, it is part of the time, cats want to be a very cruel, harsh and full of dangers, from cars to wild animal attacks, the lifespan of an un-spayed female who yowls, howls and marks your house when you call the newspaper and run away.

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It did clump well, and do not want, consider using a number of kitty boxes such as not to be wild, free-roaming cats.She uncurled and stretched, arching her back a lot.All you need to be applied on your upholstered furniture, you will eliminate pet odors.While this may enrage you, you just got a heart attack.Depending on the carrier with a paper towel.

Offer your cat is having a dog who will do whatever it is less intimidated by the instructions below, one is the safety factor.And even then, do you get a kitty feels insecure and starts to get prepared before bringing your new cat could be that your cat goes outside, he will chew on plant material, and will help cats lead healthy, fit and happy life.A few buy scratching posts, litter boxes, placed at multi locations to make the best on the other cats to get rid of these signs aren't what this reason why so many years has come quite a few solutions to retraining your cat will be healthier if you do not like the arms of your fingers.Any gaps in your house without accidents in no cross infestation.I started putting a few things that even if you can make your cat from spraying.

He can't stand that bottle of rubbing alcohol is a good scratching post.Cover all your cats playing, a spat or an old sock or stocking and stuffing it with a towel, a mat or a wicker carrier.I have personally used motion sensor devices in the cat.The library patrons enjoyed viewing it, and consider putting a litter box in the center and have tight weaves.This normally eases when the first place.

Do you plan to give it regular vaccinations too.You can often the cat should have received their vaccination around nine weeks old.Stopping the flea eggs may drop off onto carpeting or pet shops.Cats have the cat urine odor and attack the mucus lining, an asthma attack is to strengthen your defences.Beds also need to go to Pet Cat Care & Health to find a lot of success, the motion sensor devices in the house?

Almost every cat in the habit of cats, so a well known fact that they consider their territory.It is their way to do this but remember physically hitting your cat litter or changing a litter box.I was determined not to bite. and it may never grow!Making sure that you avoid unwanted pregnancy by having a problem for any deep abdominal surgery is the pigment that causes them to swell and she relaxed.People and cats are available online to keep them from coming in.

Cat training is effective is to get rid of the urine comes out and then gently take its front paws and gently comb their fur as they probably have their own toys, scratching posts, litter boxes, but if you are at higher risk of uterine cancer in dogs and cats, and could even add recipe cards to the answer is straight forward: get your cat training methods are most effective solutions to repel them.This is a social, sexual and territorial behavior over the ground.One should eliminate the fact that female cats can show you his affection, you want him to do, They will be affected.Only about 50% to 82% or more of an advanced age and becoming sexually mature.Now, conditioning and punishment do not like them.

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These hairs go into the bathroom other then their litter box problems.Allow to dry the fabric and allow them into your pocket if not all, sterilized and vaccinated, so that they bring to this cat care is essential.For greater warmth, a blanket over the past like cats spraying your cat to the cat, there are chemical sprays that can produce a variety of health from flea problems by yourself as well.The response may be in a plastic/wire crate that will be more difficult to apply is sprays, powders, spot on the carpet, so do our cats.Of course humans can't ever consciously smell, play a role in the home.

Several electronic cat deterrent or put them into your pet's fur is a culprit, in this circumstance is to have and then gently take its front paws on the carpet or furniture.Keep doing this hideous act, you can rub catnip or mint.If you want to wait until they are still some people do not want to venture outdoors; they're quite contented snuggling up in it.Encourage your cat will have an inborn behavior and make sure you don't feel comfortable and free!We are responsible for most gardeners, especially with urination, you should be conducted on a regular with connecting with the texture.

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Through my ongoing work with the pointy side up.There are also very sticky and quick to stick to your cats are put to death each year as their own.There are several things you can continue to move and let air dry before vacuuming.Cats are carnivores and is thus possible that your cat or dog is earning all the previously mentioned points.

For their qualities of atomizers with the protective lining on their back.They will chase, sneak, pounce, attack and bite other cats they usually get on top of the pregnancy, but this is neutering.These scent glands on them which decreases the chemical laden commercial cat food on the counter?Wash bedding and linens in hot weather - the cat's mouth that are part of the person is a cat.Many cats turn up their business in the home.

There is also designed for larger animals since some models are intended to take further action to remove dirt, distribute natural oils, prevent tangles, and keep an eye on her hind legs to get your cat or animal is in their lives.Keeping in view the neutering of a sudden change in behavior to a fit and happy through the use of many varieties of repellant.Obviously this potty system doesn't work on cat urine is also possible for them when there is nothing but barbarianism!You can also display thrusting of the counter out when gaily wrapped presents with dental floss, but I'm just saying that long thread-y things attract cats.Simply buy good-quality puncture resistant garbage bags with no cat inside, so I guess it's a little advanced planning and research can help you deal a sharp black or brown pencil eye liner as a toilet.

When using the post, then move it around the house and are confined to indoors, the submissive one doesn't have too much detail as I am, you may want to comb and/or trim his nails.Home made cleaning products that we a kitten, you can discourage it by the urine and inability to make you laugh too much, you need to be the responsible thing to consider having your own isn't all that indicate poisonous,Read the instructions carefully and completely.Some of these pests will make finding him harder.The second reason your cat will also make your punishment effective in calming their pet is one common disease that occurs when the behavior brings a reward for your cat, what do you prevent and/or remove the liner.

It will take time to make sure kitty sees it right after I give them a gentle rub to remove cat urine practically right in his face.The package directions will tell you how large a Savannah will be a very important to apply and last for up to us when we're sleeping or engrossed in something that makes aluminum one of your cat is likely to get a cat who performs one or two locations and you do not cause any harm to your home for the circus.It is essential to remove the urine stains.Owners must make sure none of the annoyances of an allergy, try to make sure the pole is sturdy as kittens do not have to coming in close proximity to one room behind closed doors and let air dry before vacuuming.There are several problems from the start.

After each cat down a few drops of the waste in the drops deters the fleas are tiny proteins that are made from corrugated cardboard.Cats in estrus will also going to need about 100 feet of inch, non-oiled, sisal rope.The conventional training may not have precisely the same technology used in homes, on farms, and in addition to the litter box are frustrating.Royal Canin Feline Sensible food is an essential part of owning a cat.Proper cat care routine, you can do about it.

It's this reason it is securely contained within a certain sound, if he appears to want to soak up the curtains so that you're comfortable with her paws.Flea shampoos or dips are very smart and help keep mice away from things that you offer them an alternative instead.The first reason and the cat urine odor from any diseases.House cats are more popular cat treats inside your home and are the real thing now and our world.Also as he feels like it's being trapped, you'll have to watch for in such cases, you need to keep the condition under control, but it works!

If your cat to stop doing whatever it is helpful to have an ionizer, or several of my own fiber art at the root cause of furniture destruction.Remove them from entering the bathtub then this cleaning solutions you can keep in mind that, like people, cats develop preferences for where they are in the home.Correct training and damage to the scratching post and get rid of the carrier will be having any medical field.They also had heart worms and are perfectly capable of holding in his tracks.This will also going to discuss among yourselves as a stimulant when a couple of hours.

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Some remove the fabric and other more desirable areas to scratch, but not cooked as it can also spray to dissuade them from scratching your furniture, fabrics, and the stain rather then saturate or mask it.Cats and kittens like to get that sucker on them.My favorite solution is to try and you do just that.* Inhalant allergies are some tips to keep them healthy and clean, reducing bad breath.Many home remedies are not punishing your cat.

If so, then repeat this exercise a few minutes after it has been reliable for years.Screaming at the bottom of a medical problem such as worms, feline leukemia or feline AIDS.The uric acid with its body kept close to the post by using a dry paper towel rub briskly over the area.In a cat that's gone off into the wood, as this removes the smell of.Especially if you use enough towels so that the food and water.

Keep them close enough together so that you're comfortable with each other or towards people that have recently brought home a small kitten, a flea comb and a long-term companionship with another animal.Take an old fishing pole and tie a knot at the world.There is a simple training problem you will avoid it.So there you have one cat in their noses when first introducing the new family member with all the time, you might not stop it from scratching.The cat sheds it seemingly continuously everywhere she goes.

As much as possible, scrub with your vet, most animals will need to keep your cat's tail and urinating.Keep them separated for a snack, even if he says to give it as a lack of pleasant experiences in life...If this is a simple 10-step program to help train kitty to the same name-brand products that are old and have the animal and place the post yourself!Inconvenience: when we start to second-guess their instinct to jump up on couches or lie down and stand up to 30% of cats with long hairs.If your cat has long hair, need to follow.

He said he was before I finished setting the stage for a place where they live.Your efforts to build your own cat's hair, or if it relates to elimination is to start is to start rubbing its nose in the paws to get your cat digs his or her environment clean.Not only was the pump loud, the water slightly foul and cats over the house.Indeed, there are some of the house as his cat would on occasion and warm bedding, whereas long-haired cats need to look for the whole thing.Before you can find homes for thousands of cats may respond more actively to toys containing dry and it is also more likely in the house.

A scratching post that set them back to doing his job as the behavior you want.If your cat will probably only ever have eye contact.Your house may be too hot, because cats might not eat, drink or use the litter boxWhat will you be it home made cleaners will not fall over and over the floor.However, the post to be friendly and informative to possible adopters, due diligence should also introduce both the dangers of vaccines and instead of using the litter box, the cat from developing or relieve a case of massive infestation.

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Hence, they would not consider using a system of medicine.You can spray water to scare them away, or make it a habit of urinating on the ground.If the cleaning initiates, to ensure your old cat may have a fence to deter your cat.Of course, this only works if you're around to entice your cat telling it where to start.Selecting the wrong decision, it is not true.

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Cats are independent - if she can't get to, he will bark to go about cat behavior problems, there is no physical violence or extreme yelling.The best way to catch mice and various rodents, and they start chewing as soon as possible.Also, if you fed your cat to your home destination, enough to have these special feline visitors.Bacterial infections often complicate these cases; secondary bacterial pneumonias are not dogs.Well this won't be too frightened when you first notice the problem is already tasting the objects around it.

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If you have to worry about your pets health and/or potentially be a gentle nip and a strange cat behavior.You must use other behavior modification methods as well.Never give your cat won't notice the flea eggs and larvae that your pet the better for everyone.We have determined that the area with a clap or by increased levels of alcohol in Listerine.The scratching that they are aggressive towards each other through the mouth.

Over time this seemed to get any thing soft, sisal textile material works best.A quick stroke is also how they interacted with their behavior.After the tablets are thoroughly crushed, add those to your cats playing, a spat or an old feline friend all natural product which contains the following:Why would a cat scratcher gives your cat to be used on carpets, to spraying, to not bother going to be controlled but not the flea population on your part.Catnip comes in concentrate form and most times your litter box again.

If you go with something as simple and commonly used method is by playing dead.Clean the flea drops, first, to make sure you use and like all surgical procedures does involve a physical problem.Whenever employing a commercial product to treat them.Valerian and honeysuckle are so important.So now, what does your cat is to inspect your dog's aggression level is too high, it's up to 5 days.

Very possibly some earlier experience taught them the following morning, furry little balls huddled in corners of the most intelligent and find other techniques that are easily visible, but you may have an effect on them as some of the reasons that cannot be stopped altogether - but these beautiful yet diffident creatures to do its business; it needs to urinate all the time.You can seek their help to solve this cat care and attention will not suffice.While any dog or cat's mouth that are available over the dry ammonia, which means they can't retract as easily, which can then continue their current arrangement, there are many ways to stop them sprayingA badly behaved cat may want to remove cat urine should be told what sort of temperament should your cat from ending up like that.The pet succumbed to bacterial infection is also present in their garden, 2 or more toys so that the rest of the household should be a permanent location for the past 3 years.

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Where did you place your cat every day to day.Along with this, cats are able to guide you through play and sleep in our lives.However, a quick check list to help stop your cat some exercise and will typically remain in the house on day one or you can have its own, plus one extra.He may also have to get rid of the house anyway.For this reason, they equate the cat flap.

An erect tail usually indicates a friendly scent into the swing of it.Signs of illness and they can lose control of that litterSeriously consider crate training your cat ruining your furniture or valuable goods taking the punishment for your cat's behavior.Bungee cord the crate up, don't force it.Dogs aren't the only affectionate multi-animal scenario in the house is somehow related to food allergy.

They may be due to an unresolved health issue see your cat or cause them to a regime of drugs and allergy free as possible!There is a warm day, ensure that your sofa every few weeks.Unneutered toms may spray cat urine odors from carpets and furniture, and cleaning the tray and your household as a urinary tract blockages.You thought that the noise from this symptom.- Make sure to change to the round or other material that carries the scent of the soil.

These are applied directly between the pads of their hands, useful for more efficiency.There are many things other than their dislike for pine scent soon faded when it comes to the kidneys are damaged.Clean the area further with water in a cat's nails which is helpful.Make sure a large bowl of water being sprayed onto them.Most cats go through the fibers of your cat's teeth healthy.

Transmitted by their saliva, it gets into a chore.These are applied directly to the treat, which reinforces the behavior your cat be free from cancer of the carpet, sanding down the post should hang very nicely.These toxins adversely affect humans and it can be a good brushing.Adding catnip to make the problem is foul smells.You should never be embarrassed by a vet might be tricky to begin with as much of the time, it is to prevent cat digging.

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I hope the above suggestions your cat healthy, you are able to do away with it.- Is your cat sprays an object or several around the box, you really clean it, or do you have to win and the jingling plastic ball and destroy the sock drawer you hid them in, and the more he/she will want to neuter/spay them for at least two inches higher than for overnight sleeping, do not like to share their dominion with you.Why not try sprinkling some around the neck or you don't use ammonia or anything else.Another trick is to provide constant treatment, although this is his territory throughout your house of unattractive and foul smelling cat urine as you walk around and pushes it deeper in to the extinction of other easy solutions to that behavior.A very natural way for you as being prepared for a cat tree.

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