#cat-tastrophe

Monster High Power Ghouls

Part 4

Ever get trapped in the bathtub by your cat?

@blxkebowdonna​

Walking around the West side apartments might not have been the best idea for a leisurely stroll. Yeah, it was sometime in the morning and he’d gotten off work a few hours prior but everything he’d heard about this place had been.. a tad more then just sketchy. Tales of robberies, occasional murders - some were even documented to boot. He wouldn’t have even bothered coming back here without work if it wasn’t for this jumpy little Cookie cat. Most cats he ran into always seemed to gravitate towards him, even if some didn’t follow him around everywhere. He was minding a bunch of the fluff balls before when a spotted black and white one caught his attention out of the corner of his eye. He had gone to pet it but the thing jumped out of it’s own fur and ran off like a bat out of hell. The only cat to not be comfortable around him and it ran off? He’d say he felt offended if he cared that much but honestly this was just turning into another game for him - befriend the Cookie cat, or so he told himself (the name fit to him, and it was shorter and easier to say then Cookies and Cream).

He’d been busy stuck in his own head before he saw the cat dart around the corner and into ANOTHER back alley way. He couldn’t even be surprised at this point. “Oh, come on! I wasn’t even within ten feet of you yet!” He huffed, picking his pace up to dart around the corner, his hand skirting along the edge of the wall. “Cooookkiiee come.. back..” Right around the corner was a woman with black hair that cascaded down her shoulders. The cat (affectionately named Cookie) had darted over to the woman and had started to nuzzle at her legs.