#cat mc

Frostheim

Jin

“Meow.”  Jin glares down at you.  “What are you doing here?”  You squeak a tiny noise, fur puffing up instantly. He shakes his head.  “You react just like her too.” He picks you up, bringing your face close to his. “...Do I really look that scary?” 

Tohma

Tohma’s on the phone.  “Yes. And I’ll take those documents–” He notices you. “I’ll call you back later.”  He steps toward you. “Looks like we have an intruder. I can't have you spilling secrets so I'll have to exterminate you immediately.” You freeze.  He laughs. “Pfft. I'm just kidding.” He crouches down, scratching your ear. “That reaction…you remind me of a particular someone.”

Kaito

You pop out of the bushes. Kaito shrieks.  “Y-you scared me.”  But when he realizes it's just a cat AND it happens to look exactly like you, he steps closer.  Cautiously, he scoops you into his arms. “Wow…you smell like her too.” He pauses. “Wait. That's so creepy!”

Luca

You find Lucas training.  "Meow." He gives you a gentle smile. “It's dangerous here, you know.” Lucas pats his forehead with a towel before crouching down.  He gently checks around your neck for a collar. “Someone must be worried about you.”  He picks you up.  “Let’s go find your owner.”

Vagastrom

Alan

“Meow.”  He looks down. From this angle, he looks like a giant.  Alan glances around, as if to make sure no one’s watching, then drops to his knees.  He searches through his pockets, then takes something out.  A cat treat. Does he always keep those in his pocket?  He watches you sniff it unappetizingly and frowns. “Wait a second. I'll get something else.”  He comes back with a strip of chicken.  …Not much better. 

Leo

“Meow.” “Huh? You've got a problem, cat–”  He stares for a while before a smirk spreads across his face. He opens his camera and snaps a picture. And another. And another. “I've gotta post this. You look just like her. Right down to that dumb expression~”  When you try to leave... "Hey. Where are you going? I need more photos."

Sho

Sho looks out the food truck and spots you. He ducks down, grabs something, then comes out. “Here. It’s mashed pumpkin. You can eat this, can't you?”  You refuse it.  “C'mon, you can't be picky with your veggies too.” Eventually, you take one bite…then another.  Damn. It’s good.  He chuckles as he pets your head.  “Good kitty.” 

Jabberwock

Haru

You’re roaming around Jabberwock when– “Watch out!”  You look behind to see a big boar charging right at you.  Just before it can run you over, Haru scoops you up. He takes you somewhere safe before scolding you. “I don’t know where you came from, but you gotta be more careful.”  But he gets distracted, staring at you face. He pets you with a wide smile. “You sure got a cute face, don’t ya.” 

Towa

You don’t even know where he came from.  “Kitty Dandelion~” He scoops you up and hugs you tight against his chest. “You’re so cute.”  You purr at the affection.  His voice drops. “You’re so weak and pitiful…it makes me want to protect you.”  HUH?

Ren

You enter his room while he’s gaming. You sit on top of his keyboard.  “Huh? What is a cat doing here? Move.” He pushes you off his desk. “And get out.”  He tries to resume but you climb right back on like a menace. “I said–”  He stops. His eyes narrow.  “...Senpai?” He shakes his head. “What am I saying? There’s no way.”  But this time, he simply scoots you to the side instead of pushing you off the desk.  “Fine. You can stay here. Just don’t bother me.”  In between matches, he may or may not run his fingers through your fur. 

Sinostra

Taiga

He crouches down, picks you up by the scruff of your neck, and brings your face close to his.  You can see his jagged teeth so well from here.  “You look a bit tasty. Are you an anomaly?”  You shake your head aggressively. “Gyahaha! No way you really responded.”  He sets you down before giving you a rough pat(?) on your head. “Don’t worry, eating kitty-cats aren't my thing.” 

Romeo

“Huh? What is a cat doing in the casino?!”  Romeo storms down the stairs and stops in front of you.  “Which of you WTWUT let it in…”  His voice trails off as he gets a good look at your face. “Sorry Romeo.” His underling immediately grabs you.  You yowl. “Hey! Don’t be so rough with it!” He shakes his head with a sigh.  “Bring it to my room. It might be useful later.” 

Ritsu

Xavier

It was time to feed the birds.

Your tail twitched in excitement as you watched Xavier pour out an ungodly amount of birdseed. With the amount of food he had been leaving out for the birds these past few days, it was truly a miracle that any one of them could still fly. But the bounty kept the birds around until dusk, meaning endless entertainment for you!

But you also had a master plan. 

Fatso had somehow become even fatter, and Alarm Clock was quickly catching up. It was only a matter of time before they were too sluggish and full of birdseed to escape from your clutches. 

You pressed your face against the glass. “Soon…” You giggled as you watched the birds hop around the patio. 

Xavier came back inside and settled back down on his beanbag chair. You nestled your head in his lap as you continued watching your future prey.

All was good in the world for about ten whole seconds. 

A flash of fur hopped into view, and you blinked. He was large, fluffy, and incredibly orange. And his name was…

“Cheeto!” You hissed. 

Cheeto hissed back.

That meant war.

Xavier, one arm keeping you from crashing into the glass door, quickly closed the curtain. He scooped you up in your arms as you thrashed about. “Closing the curtains won't do anything, Xavier! We've been invaded!” He didn't say anything in response, just ran a soothing hand along your back and whispered sweet nothings into your ear. Your panic quickly began to die down with his steady comfort, and you let yourself melt into his embrace. You began to purr again.

“Don't worry. I've texted Cheeto's owner and let him know he somehow made his way up here.”

“I hope he gets one thousand years of kitty jail for his crimes.”

Zayne

At the Hunter's Association, it was standard protocol for employees to get a full checkup by their physician whenever they were hit by evol, whether they experienced any effects from it or not. Thankfully for you, you had your very own doctor at home. This meant that you got to sleep in while cuddled around the aforementioned doctor without having to worry about long waits or appointments at Akso. 

The impromptu checkup had so far been mostly uneventful, save for you batting a couple popsicle sticks and other medical instruments out of Zayne's hands before he finally got you to cooperate. But mostly, you were just savoring the physical contact and attention while purring up an absolute storm. 

Which brought you two to the current issue at hand. 

Zayne sighed and rubbed his temple. You felt the cool metal of the stethoscope disappear from your chest and you looked up at him blinkingly. “You're still purring so loud that I can't properly hear your heartbeat.” He said. 

“Is it really that loud?”

“Well, it's enough that I certainly can't give you a proper checkup. Here. Why don't you have a listen for yourself?” Zayne gently helped you hook the ear pieces of the stethoscope into your ears and handed you the chest piece. You pressed it against your chest, trying to copy how you had seen him do it before.

Ba-dump. Ba-dump. Ba-dump. 

Your eyebrows knit together as your ears tried to pick out the issue. “I can hear my heartbeat just fine, Zayne.” 

“Really? How about now?” The second you felt Zayne's hand touch your body, the purring began once more, and you looked up at him. A wave of heat crawled up your body. You smiled sheepishly as you nuzzled your head into Zayne's open chest. “I'm sorry. I can't help it.”

Rafayel

Post-pizza murdering guilt settled in quickly. You had eaten, no, devoured that pizza in record time with all the ferocity of a starving lion, leaving nary a crumb of crust nor speck of sauce for poor, pizza-less Rafayel. That pizza was well and truly gone. The starving artist went to rectify his own growling stomach by ordering another round of takeout. And you were left to your own devices. 

Guilt and the instincts from your newfound form compelled you to hunt once more, but this time, for something different. It wasn't too long ago that Raf had lost something he had loved very dearly. He had even refused to go to a gallery showing and made Thomas search for it for five hours straight. 

Following your gut, you began your search. Thanks to your cat-like body, you could squeeze into just the right places that would be harder for the less feline to search. And though you were now covered in an impressive amount of laundry lint, you had found it!

Tail hung between your feet, you poked your head into the dining room. Rafayel's reaction was nigh instantaneous. “Nope. Nuh-uh. Absolutely not. Never again.” Rafayel scrambled onto the table he had been sitting at, holding a takeout bag above his head like a priceless treasure. “Stay back, you beast! This is my cheeseburger, and you can't has it!”

“I'm sorry for stealing the pizza.” You said from the doorway. “I found your other sock that went missing. The one with the boing fish.” 

Rafayel gasped and almost jumped off the table. You placed your catch at his feet and looked up at him with eyes pleading for forgiveness. Rafayel sighed and scratched between your ears, occasionally dusting off the odd piece of lint from your fur. “Honestly, you kitties are nothing but trouble.”

Sylus

Still higher than the stratosphere on Sylus's catnip stash, you were now running wild and free in Onychinus's base after the twins had unwittingly set you free from kitty jail. And on your merry, nip-fueled jaunt through the dark and foreboding halls, you had discovered your new most favorite game of all time: Hide and Bite Ankles. 

Cloaked under the cover of darkness, you staked out your next victim. Arguably, your most difficult target, Mephisto had the advantage of maneuverability and tiny-ass ankles. Do birds even have ankles? You shook your head, deciding to push this question to the back of your mind so you could ponder it more thoroughly at a later time and date. 

A flurry of wing flaps sounded from inside the room, and you made sure to silence your breathing as you moved yourself into the perfect position to strike. There was only one way in or out of this room, not even any windows, and so you knew that the mechanical bird would eventually have to leave. 

All you had to do was watch and wait. 

“There you are, kitten.” Sylus said. Surprised, you shot up in the air. There was a brief scramble of limbs and teeth, only for you to feel the fluffy embrace of your one true weakness: the blanket burrito!

“No! You'll never take me alive!” You screeched, kicking and screaming in vain as you were being taken alive. “You're breaking the rules! This isn't how we play the game, you fiend!”

“Too bad I don't play by the rules, kitten. And, I bite back.” You felt Sylus' teeth sink into the back of your neck, the scruffing making your limbs turn to putty. The will to fight left your body completely. And you felt… Oddly comforted? Perhaps your return to kitty jail wouldn't be so bad.

Caleb

Tail lashing back and forth as you sat by the front door, you kept your eyes glued on the clock. Its blinking, LED interface was mocking you. Time seemingly flowed like molasses as you waited for Caleb's promised return. 

But Caleb was late.

Too late.

“It'll be thirty minutes tops, pips.” He had said. “I’ll be back before you know it.” He had said. Like a liar. He had said that thirty-three minutes ago and where was he? Nowhere to be seen. MIA. AWOL. Gone but not forgotten. 

You were about to leave your post and sulk elsewhere, perhaps check the news for reports of explosions, when your ears shot up, picking up sounds coming from outside. After what seemed like another eternity, the door opened. At long last! Caleb was home!

You were about to present your head for him to scritch when your nose wrinkled. Something was off. “Why do you smell like that, Caleb?” 

“Like what, pips?” He went to pet you, but you leaned backwards and successfully dodged his hand.

You sniffed the air again, and you felt your tail begin to puff up. “Like a dog!” The yellow dog hair still clinging on Caleb's pants was more than enough to confirm your suspicions. You growled and turned tail, taking shelter behind the couch cushion fort the two of you had made earlier.

“Pips, c'mon. I brought you the snacks you like.” Caleb made his way to a window and wiggled the bag around a little as if it would make it a more tempting offer. 

Hotarubi

Subaru

“Meow!” “Whoa! You scared me.”  He looks around. “A-Are you lost?”  In response, you rub your head against his hand. His anxious expression turns into a smile.  “If you don’t mind…would you like to join me for some tea?”  Subaru searches a few things up on his phone. "Apparently, you can’t have sweets or tea…” He pours water into a matching tea cup and elegantly places it in front of you. “I’m sorry, this is all I can give you. I'll have something prepared for your next visit. ” 

Haku

You find Haku laying down on the ground, taking a nap under the sun.  “Meow.”  He peeks with one eye.  “...Hm?”  He smiles sleepily.  “You're looking for a place to nap too?”  He lazily lifts an arm, inviting you in.  “C’mere.”  You curl up against him. “Heh. Good choice.” 

Zenji

Zenji’s playing out in the rain again.  “Meow.”  He turns and immediately beams. “Oh my! Have your little ears led you here, to my Biwa playing?” A sudden gasp. “Oh, but look at you. You’re soaked.”  Zenji springs to his feet. “Saburo! Protect the cat with your body while I’m gone. I shall have Haku bring an umbrella for you.” He starts drifting off into the distance. “Just wait, I’ll be back soon!”

Obscuary

Ed

The 400-year old vampire knows it’s you immediately.  “My. Hello there, Little Lady. You look quite lovely in cat-form as well.”  He gently scratches your ears.  “This won’t do. A lady shouldn’t sit on the floor.”  So he picks you up and puts you on his bed.  You'll be his company as he watches youtube videos for the rest of the day.

Rui

“Meow.”  “Whoa!” Rui jumps several feet back. “You gotta be careful. I almost disintegrated you.”  But his surprise quickly turns to curiosity. He studies you from a distance.  “You look mega cute. Like cutie cute!” He grimaces. “Ugh. I wish I could touch you.” Suddenly, his eyes light up. “Just a sec!”  Rui comes back with a back scratcher. He extends it as far as it will go, and scratches your chin.  He looks like he’s in heaven.  “OMG. You’re so cute~”

Lyca

Lyca walks around campus with a puzzled expression.  “I swear I can smell her…”  “Meow.”  Lyca whirls around, ears perked and claws ready.  He growls. Cats are his natural enemy. “What do you want–”  He pauses. Sniff. Sniff. “Why do you smell like…” His eyes widen. “D-Did you…eat her?!”

Mortkranken

Yuri

(For some reason, I feel like he’d be allergic to cats. He just seems like the type) You hear a shriek.  You find Yuri looking at you in horror. A hand over his mouth.  “What is a creature like you doing here?!”  When you step closer, he jumps onto an operating table.  “S-Somebody! Get that thing out!”  …Later, he’s sneezing nonstop. 

Jiro

Jiro finds you in the lab. “I don’t know how you got in here, but you’ll comprise the lab’s sanitation. I’ll have to ask you to leave.”  He picks you up, carries you outside, and sets you down. You expect him to go straight back inside. Instead, he crouches down in front of you, quietly watching.  Suddenly… “Pfft.” You tilt your head. “No…It’s just. You look like a certain someone."

Dionysia

Elias

“Meow.”  He looks down at his feet. You’re curled around his legs.  “To what do I owe this pleasure?”  He gives exceptionally good head pats. You can’t help but purr.  He chuckles.  “You’re a lovely little thing. You remind me of a certain someone.”  After a while, he lifts you onto his desk.  Elias picks up a broom. So random.  “I’ll sweep up these paper sticks. I can’t have you choking on them.” He smiles. “Right…inspector?” 

Jo

“Meow.” You hop onto his desk.  “Hey, sweetheart. What are you doing here?”  He scratches your chin and strokes your back.  “Oh~Just a sec.”  He rummages through his closet before returning with some fabric.  A few minutes later, you’re dressed in ribbons.  He grins.  "I love making clothes for cuties like you. Next time you come, I'll have an outfit ready."

Mio

Mio’s working away…as usual.  You bite the hem of his jeans.  “Huh? What are you doing?”  You tug him to the nearest bench. “...You want me to sit?”  “Meow.”  “Hahaha. Fine.”  He relaxes into the seat.  You lay on his lap.  “Forcing me to rest, huh?” He smiles softly. “You’re just like her…” 

Shion