#cod oc: Vent the cat

[harveywritings92]

Ghost: I took Vent (his cat) to vet to get fixed so she's a little loopy right now.

{Soap curiously looks into the cat carrier at the smokey grey tabby and nearly craps himself laughing when he sees how big her pupils are.]

Soap: A little loopy? Brother, that thing is seein' shit in the ninth dimension!

[gomzdrawfr]

who needs therapy when you have your girlfriend's palms

[harveywritings92]

Soap: Don't you think there's more to life than a cat?

Ghost, gasping, clutching Vent to his chest: He didn't mean that, Poppet. No, he didn't.

[harveywritings92]

[R/n is walking by Ghost’s office when they hear him have the following conversation with “the other lady” in his life his cat.]

Vent: meeew.

Ghost: Yeah, well, she told you not to do that.

Vent: Meoooow.

Ghost: Fine, I’ll talk to her about feeding you on time. I have to go get something. You aren’t going to steal my chair, are you?

Vent: Mew?

Ghost: I am going to have to pick you up if you do.

Vent: *Indignantly* Meow!

Ghost: Okay. I will be right back.

[R/n holds back giggles as she quickly walks away before Ghost  catches her.]

[harveywritings92]

{Vent (Ghost’s cat.) is slowly nudging a shot glass off a table, Ghost looks up from his book and sees her doing it.]

Ghost: Ah, ah! Put it back!

Vent, awkwardly stares at him:...

{Vent, nudges the glass back onto the table.}

Ghost: Thank-you...(Goes back to reading.)

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{Cod Kamen rider au: Ghost is getting a little suspicious of R/n’s odd behavior.]

Ghost, sits a swivel chair petting Vent: You've been avoiding me, R/n.

R/n, baffled: How did you know it was me without turning around, Ghost?

Ghost, spins the chair around to face her: To be perfectly honest, the first couple of people I did that to were not you.

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Ghost, recording himself walking into his office: So I accidentally just sat on Vent, *sarcastic* I can’t imagine how that happened...

[Ghost points his phone at his office chair, which just so happens to be the exact same smoky gray color as Vent’s fur, which said cat is currently loafing on the chair her beady green eyes staring up at him.]

Ghost: Vent, how did I accidentally sit on you?

Vent, mewls: ….*rolls onto to her back to show off her belly*

Ghost: I’m not falling for that, Missy! Good try though.