[Frog]

Back home, Arthur starts to feed the cats, Crumpet and Hero. Crumpet gets wet food and Hero gets dry food, since one is a picky eater and the other isn’t. Of course, Hero’s fat ass comes sprinting into the kitchen and immediately starts chomping down on his food. Arthur makes a mental note to get Hero a new maze bowl to help slow Hero down on eating… Arthur’s thoughts are interrupted when he feels pawing at his leg- he looks down and it's Crumpet. “Go eat, love. I just served yo- OI! YOU BLOODY FAT-! You already ate your serving, dammit!” Arthur grabs at the chonky cat wriggling and quickly trying to eat all of Crumpet’s wet cat food.

The next feeding time, Arthur puts Hero’s kibbles on a maze bowl, which didn’t help in slowing him down since Hero decided to flip it over… whatever, Hero finished eating and now it’s Crumpets turn. Arthur made sure to serve it right in front of Crumpet, already seeing Hero try to reach for it. Luckily for Arthur, Crumpet started to chow down on his wet food… What was strange though, is that Crumpet left half of his food unfinished, he simply sniffed the other half and walked away. Hero took advantage to zoom over to the unattended bowl and immediately chowed down the other half.

Arthur is absolutely gawking at this in shock and horror. Has he not noticed this behavior before??? And if so, how long has it been happening for??? He knows his Crumpet is skinny, but he didn’t show signs of being underweight! Has Hero been dominating Crumpet this whole time?! Oh dear, his baby is getting taken advantage of! “Crumpet! Don’t give in and let Hero eat your food!” Arthur shouted at the small cat, who just simply purred and started licking between its thighs, not at all paying attention to its owner.

“O-oi, Alfred… I think your cat is bullying mine…”

Alfred looks over to the pair of cats, both purring, “What do you mean?! They’re practically getting along just fi-“ Hero ends up toppling over on top of Crumpet, his whole weight crushing the smaller cat and earning a hiss and growl, yowling as he struggles to get out. “Awe what? I didn’t know Hero was like that! He always seemed so cuddly and affectionate!” Alfred frowns.

For the next days, Hero’s hunger and behavior has gotten worse! He doesn’t even wait Alfred to offer him his food, he just immediately goes towards any bowl/plate at paws reach and immediately chows it down before the owners can grab him and pull him away (which honestly, with how fat Hero as gotten, it’s really been a struggle.)

Honestly, the last straw for Arthur was when Hero got into the kibble cabinet and topple the big bag of food over, making a completely mess of the kitchen, not exactly making his owners happy by helping to “clean up” (eat all of the kibble droppings). Arthur yells Alfred over for some backup, “Okay, that’s it! Into the cage you go!” Arthur huffs, showing the fat cat into a crate.

Alfred and Arthur both cleaned up the mess before heading. They both lie awake together on the bed, irritated at the yowling and hissing coming downstairs and echoing through the halls. “Are you sure we’re not being too hard on Hero? He really sounds stress, maybe I should check on him and let him out for a bi-“

“No, Alfred, you’re just going to encourage his behavior. And no it doesn’t seem to be harsh when you’re being too passive with him.” Arthur huffed, “Just try your best to ignore it, I’m sure he’ll get accustomed to his crate.”

The next morning, Arthur’s hands are on his head, pushing his hair back as he sees the bag of kibbles toppled and dragged all over the floor again, a trail of bits going all the way towards Hero’s cage, who seems to be curled up and purring in his sleep, tail wagging happily. “ALFRED FUCKING JONES COME DOWN THIS INSTANT AND LOOK AT THIS MESS!!” Bumps and thumps come from upstairs and feet patters on the stairs with a half naked American, shocked as he stares at the scene. “Wha-? What happened?!”

“His cage is still locked! How the bloody hell did he get to the cat kibble now?!”

Arthur’s steaming at this point, pulling out his phone and skimming through video footage.

“Since when did we have cameras?!”

“I told you, I was planning to install cameras.” Arthur responded bluntly.

“Yeah, that was like 6 months ago and you never did!

“Well, I finally got to installing them like a week ago…” Arthur scrolls over to earlier in the morning, moans and thumping can be head through the audio.

“Dude, oh my god! Why didn’t you tell me!” Alfred’s heart dropped to his stomach, blushing as he goes through all the times they had sex in the week that’s been recorded.

“I did!”

“6 months ago! That doesn’t count!”

Arthur pouts and ignores Alfred with his cheeks flushed. “Well… I don’t really plan on taking them down, Alfred…”

Arthur suddenly starts gawking again, staring at his phone with trembling hands. Alfred raises an eyebrow and peeks over Arthur’s shoulder.

In the video showed Hero meowing and yowling until Crumpet jumps over hissing and pawing at Hero’s crate, nudging over to the lock but it just wouldn’t budge!

Hero seemed to quiet down when Crumpet appeared, sniffing over the lock, and tilted his head.

Eventually, Crumpet gave up on trying to flick the lock open and heads over to the cabinet, pawing the door open easily. He goes inside and used his body to push the bag out, a heavy thud as the kibbles spurt out. Crumpet leaps back out and starts to mouth the kibbles, grabbing mouthfuls and rushing over to Hero to pass the kibbles via mouth to mouth. Both of them seem to be purring contently, tails wagging and twirling.

“Your cat taught my baby kitty to do his bidding, Alfred!!! This is serious! Oh poor Crumpet- What are we going to do now?!”

“I don’t know… I don’t know I’m… I’m going to have to think about this, Arthur. It just doesn’t seem like him, I mean, yeah I guess he has been kind of bad lately, but…” Alfred’s rubbing his neck awkward looking away. “I don’t know, maybe I have been a bad influence on Hero…”

Once again, the couple started cleaning up the mess. Hero’s meowing loudly and pawing at the lock in his cage wanting to be taken out and Alfred obliged only after Arthur set up a kiddy fence by the kitchen’s entrance.

“We should probably get a treadmill… And lay off the burgers, would you?! Don’t think I haven’t noticed your sloppy habits catching up to you again!”

Alfred pouts at Arthur’s comments, groping his sides... He wasn’t wrong, so he bit back his words.

“It’s been pretty quiet today hasn’t it? …” Alfred noticed there hasn’t been any yowling… And that he hasn’t seen the cats in a while. “Where’s Hero and Crumpet?”

Arthur glances over to Alfred before scanning the room, definitely too quiet… Hero would be pouncing on Crumpet and Crumpet would be smacking Hero’s face usually…. “You’re right, let’s hope they’re not doing anything stupid…”

Alfred sighs as he checks the clock, “I should get ready, hopefully they’re not up to trouble while we’re gone.” And with that Alfred heads back upstairs.

In the room, Alfred swings open the closet door before gasping and taking a step back. “Oh my god, Artie! Come quick! Arthur! Get in here now!” Arthur’s dashing upstairs and barges into their room, before paling and noticing the bundle mess of blood. “Oh, for fucks sake, Alfred!”

Hero was absolutely purring as their owners spotted them, stretching slightly and making biscuits on his bundles of joys, a whole little curled up by his stomach while keeping one between his front legs, licking it gently. Crumpet, though, is glaring at both Alfred and Arthur, getting in front of Hero seeming to cover him and the kits with his body.

“I thought you had your cat fixed, you wanker!”

“Well, I thought yours was! I didn’t think anything would’ve happen if yours was!”

“Mine’s an inside cat! Why the hell would mine be fixed! He’s not going to go around! Yours does!”

“Hey, don’t say it like that! He only stays within the yard. You know that!” And there they go, the two owners bickering with one another again.

Alfred’s gaze snap back over to the bundle in the closet and gasps, “Crumpet! Noooo! Bad!” Alfred reached his arm in, grabbing Crumpet by his scruff causing the cat to his and bare his fangs twisting his neck trying to get a bite on Alfred’s hand pulling at his scruff, prick dangling out. “Noooo! No! Let go, let go of Hero right now! He just gave birth! What the hell dude?!”

But Crumpet’s front paws didn’t seem to want to detach from Hero’s bum, his hind legs trying to keep himself attached to the floor and clawing the wood to push himself against Hero.

Eventually, Alfred did manage to get Crumpet off of Hero, but once again! Alfred found Crumpet attached to Hero! “Yo, dude! Leave that for your kids!” Alfred huffs and pulls Crumpet away from his stomach while Crumpet glares at Alfred, milk dribbling past his lips, low growls coming from his throat, slowly blinking at Alfred.