You don't understand this world at all, actually, you've given up totally on trying to understand anything that goes on! Human-like creatures walking around, although in reality they're some sort of cosmic predator. You still remember that time you saw what seemed like a human, only for it's face to split open the next second. Scary.

You don't even remember how you came to be in here, you just remember waking up one day on the side of the road on a bench, with blood all over you. Although you're not sure if it was yours, you had no wounds after all after you chcekd! you still wonder hwo's blood that is.

Anyway, one thing you've learnt from this world was that the people here are extremely abnormal, and secondly, it seems they won't bother you that much if they see you're a pet. although, that's just an impression you concluded yourself. it kida n makes ense, people donot' really wanna mess with other's property yea? who kows it might be some sort of mafia.. boss lpha.. soetmhing..

so, instead of being captured sedated and shoved into those glass enclosures you see, you've decided to pretend to be a pet. how do you do it? after all, you're not even sure what a pet is here, what's so different biologically, how thye act, how they smell, how they!!! etc, but you couldn't care less.

you had found some cardboard on the side of the road next to a rotting dead guy, and grabbed it off his hands. you've grown accustomed to these things, so you're not that nervous or shocked around them anymore. although, it's quite concerning that you'd rather be with silent corpses rather than the noisy non-humans here, they're kinda scary after all.

the great idea you had was... cardboard cutouts, that's right! you'd made some cardbodard cat ears, and taped them onto your head. it worked for some reason, although you're not sure how? it doesn't matter.

you've also taken the chance to make a cat tail, and it looks idioitc a hell but who cares! you look super cute, especially with these super cute stylish clothes you stole from a random store here, well the store owner was just sleeping on the grund, you figured it would've been fine.

osmething like that. or whaetver,

you're not sure how well you pass of, but entities and all sorts have been cooing at you when you walk by! some even asking where oyur owner is, you often just stare at them cutelyyyy before walking away, youre a 'pet' anyway, odu ont' need to answer them.

and so you lived like this for awhile, snatcing food from sellers or begging rfrom radnom entiites waliking around, fleeing from anyone trying to capture you and such. joking, hoking. it's oynl been a week. hhaa..

you can't belive you've gone through so many things in only.. aw eek. people ahere are ndeed crazy, you almost got captured by an ice crema truck for stealing, then one of those pet sellers tried to capture you, just before! now that you thin about it, dd you ever see them leave you ? wait, did they folllo yo-

you could only snap you rhead backwards as you heard a woosh, and a abat an inch fro your face,

"mreow!" you shireked out on reflex, getting smacekd dab on the face and passing out. you felt tblood trailing down your cheeks a nd onto the pavement as you could only close your eyes as a hooded figure leande over you.

"huh? are you sure this is a cat girl?" they said, noticing your cradboard ears

"fuckk ayou... bitch..h...." was the lsat words oyu slurred out, before passin gout for real..

you can't believe this. all of your efforts only to !!! end up!! in a gukcing glass enclosure agrh! you realize that htose hooded men had no bad intenitons with you, they jut wante to sell you off to the pet store! what the hell?!

its beena day or two since oyu've been here, hearing the other humans cry in fear and such, ergh,,, it kinda irritates you forreal.

also, it seems your cat ears are still on. for some reason youre in the human section, maybe they saw they were fake? but you've gornw a bit unanturrally attached with those cat ears,, seriously. itfeel slike they've become a part of you. oh well wahtever. they're pretty ceute anyway...

ayway, it's day two of being here. you hate it. you get some sort f mush that they deem nutrionable, and you hate that the wokrers here seem so huma like. It makes you feel uneasy for some sort of reason, an eerie feeling you can't seem to shake off no matter how hard you try to. so you just try to ignor it,,, you don't relal ymind it anyway at this point..

you curl up on a wall, leaning on it, and listened to the rambles for 1 5rmintues. you keep hearing the people around you scremaing for hlep, confused, scared, etc. yet it seems nobody really cares, or anything, you're not sure if you can deem them as bodies, lol,hha..?

what you didnt expect while closing your ees though, was to find someone tapping on your glass. you opeend your eyes slowly to flinch back, seeing a eyelidless person staring straight at you. he had a,.. unqieu haircut as well, it seemed like some sort of vntage bob hairstle. although, you could only stare at his eye sin fear s they seemed so... scary,..?intimatding? you dont know.

"Hello." His voice muffled through the glass seperating you two, you're kind of glad it's there--it makes ou feel safer from this guy. He puts his hand on the glass, they're some long sldenr fingers, and eeerily long nails. you could only nod your head as he stared at you with a flat face, as a worker came up to him.

"i see you've taken an interest to one of our newwest products, although we have to say, we can't tell what htey are! human or catgirl,but they're kinda cut eyea?" the worker smiled politely, while side eyeing your glass enclosure, seeing you curl up in the corner.

the vintaege looking man stared down at her for awhile, ebfore putting a hand on his chin comically. "randal... would misbehave.. it's a girl after all, i feel worried putting such a fragile thing in his hands." he muttered to himself, "hbut.. he needs to grow up and learn."

'ccrazy fuck1! im no tgoiig with you! who ist hsi randal kid?!?!?? is he gonna ffucking mkill me??' you wanted to scream out, but yuo were paralyzed with feare. you don't understnad why, but he really does scare you for some sort of reason.

it doesnt take long for the worker to drag you out and sedate you,as you balck ot again. "aghhr.. shit." you muttered out, seeing the vintage guy staring at you looking at him. "oh, we'll have to fix that mouth of yours." you heard him mutter out.

'mroew.....'

it's dark, and cramped. it's not that comfortale, seirously. it's uncomfrotable. SEIROUSYL GET!!

"Another gift?! Brother, thou spoil me far too much!" You hear a squeaky voice talking, with some creepy giggles followed by the end of his sentence as you could only freeze immediately upon hearing the voices.

"Yes. But, you must be careful with this one okay? Careful. Like. With a cat."

"i lovecats! I loooove cats so much.." You heard the sqeauky voice giggle again, agh fuck! why's he sound like that anyway? creepy!

"Very well. I'll be making sure you behave well. This is a good opportunity for you to learn the.. the way of the humans. Gentleness. Ah, yes.. gentle..."

'is eeveryone here batshit coocooo?' you t hogut to yourself.

You could only hiss at the sudden flash of light as the top of whatever container you were in got lifted up, squeezing your eyes shut and covering your eyes instinctively to block the flashy light. It hurts.

"A-a-a-a--aa... another!! human pet! kykakykakyk!!" An orange haired boy giggled wildly, "You're the bestest ever big brohter I've ever had!" he squirmed about.

"Best doesn't need est, Randal. Use proper english." The vintage man corrects him with a finge rup, although he got ingored by the teenaager looking boy quickyl.

You sat up, looking around you and seeing the bizzare looking non-humans. A catguy, oh, two catguys. Ah, you're a catgirl aren't you? Will they find you out?

Although, it seems that they're a bit on gurad with you. They seem bvery nervous, wlel one of the are, the other onel looksl ike they want to beat the shit out of you aleady. meow..

"Wow! You haev such a cute ooutfit on already! Kekeke... I wonder how you'll look with my doll's outfit...s.. keke... huk!"

"Randal. Your nose is bleeding again."

"Augh!" The teenager wiped it with his white gloves, staining them with the blood. You cringe at this.

"Where the hell am I?" You spoke, trying to sound confident.

"Heh.. you aure aren't like sebastiasnt.. youre quit efesity arent u. Well, that's a standard quality for one of my pets of course, kekeke..." emphasis on the pet, "I'll name you, yo... ill name you... y/n de chicken leg sausage farmer the escond!" his head snapped back to a ginger wearing a jester outfit, "Dont worry sebseb, you'll always be my umer one, haah.. "

The ginger cinrged at this, as he put his hands up grabbing his sides, "Tha...thanks... I guess."