Wtf? You're a cat?, chapter 3
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As I was getting Jake's food, Joey came down.
"Morning, Dad," he yawned. Then he saw me. "WHAA! WHAT-WHO ARE YOU!?"
"Joey, do NOT call me a WHAT," I hissed, my ears flatenning against my head. "I am a person, whether I look like one or not." Joey just stood there, jaw dropped, when Adrienne came downstairs and nearly crashed into Joey.
"JOEY!" Adie hollered. "What are you doing just standing there?" Joey pointed to me, and I grinned, my ears pointing straight up and my little canine teeth gleaming.
"Hi, Adie!" I said.
"Subaru...!?" Adie exclaimed.
"Yep, but when I'm HUMAN," I looked at Joey, "my name's Alexra, or Alex for short."
"Uh...just how old are you...?" Joey stammered.
"I'm 12."
"WHAT!? You're only a year older than me!? When's your birthday?"
"March 4, 1994."
"...Holy shit..."
"BILLIE JOE!" Someone hollered from the front door. "Can I get a hand? Tre's stoned!"
"Comin', Mike!" Billie Joe hollered, running over to the door and letting two guys in. A tall blonde, Mike, I'm assuming, and someone with a dirty blonde/light brown faux hawk, Tre. "God...where was he?"
"Hell, I don't know! Probably at some chick's again..." Mike groaned, plopping Tre down in one of the chairs.
"Heshas," Tre slurred. "Whosh are yous?" He pointed to me.
"I'm Alex," I said, raising one of my eyebrows at him. 'Wow. I've seen stoners before...he hasn't been like this for a LONG time, I can tell.'
Well, Jake and Joey are at school, Adie's out grocery shopping, Billie and Mike are in the basement studio, and I'm stuck baby-sitting Tre.
"Hesh," Tre slurred, grinning, "come heresh as sec." I cautiously walked over. "Don' worry, I don' bite...much. Heh heh heh." I stopped a few inches from the couch. Tre jumped up and tried to kiss me. My reaction? I bit him-HARD. My little canines are quite sharp and puncture skin easily. "GODDAMN!!" He fell back and Billie Joe and Mike came running.
"Tre! What's wrong!?" Billie Joe hollered.
"SHE BIT ME, BILLIE! THAT...THING...BIT ME!" He held his left arm up, and pointed to the little chunk of skin I'd ripped off, not that we couldn't see it already.
"Asshole..." I snarled. "I'm NOT a thing...I'm a human being."
"No, you're not!" Tre argued while Mike wrapped a banadage and some guaze around his injury. "Humans don't have cat ears and little fangs!"
"Just because of two little things, I'm classified not human?" I hissed, slowly standing up and towering over Tre. "Well?"
"Morning, Dad," he yawned. Then he saw me. "WHAA! WHAT-WHO ARE YOU!?"
"Joey, do NOT call me a WHAT," I hissed, my ears flatenning against my head. "I am a person, whether I look like one or not." Joey just stood there, jaw dropped, when Adrienne came downstairs and nearly crashed into Joey.
"JOEY!" Adie hollered. "What are you doing just standing there?" Joey pointed to me, and I grinned, my ears pointing straight up and my little canine teeth gleaming.
"Hi, Adie!" I said.
"Subaru...!?" Adie exclaimed.
"Yep, but when I'm HUMAN," I looked at Joey, "my name's Alexra, or Alex for short."
"Uh...just how old are you...?" Joey stammered.
"I'm 12."
"WHAT!? You're only a year older than me!? When's your birthday?"
"March 4, 1994."
"...Holy shit..."
"BILLIE JOE!" Someone hollered from the front door. "Can I get a hand? Tre's stoned!"
"Comin', Mike!" Billie Joe hollered, running over to the door and letting two guys in. A tall blonde, Mike, I'm assuming, and someone with a dirty blonde/light brown faux hawk, Tre. "God...where was he?"
"Hell, I don't know! Probably at some chick's again..." Mike groaned, plopping Tre down in one of the chairs.
"Heshas," Tre slurred. "Whosh are yous?" He pointed to me.
"I'm Alex," I said, raising one of my eyebrows at him. 'Wow. I've seen stoners before...he hasn't been like this for a LONG time, I can tell.'
Well, Jake and Joey are at school, Adie's out grocery shopping, Billie and Mike are in the basement studio, and I'm stuck baby-sitting Tre.
"Hesh," Tre slurred, grinning, "come heresh as sec." I cautiously walked over. "Don' worry, I don' bite...much. Heh heh heh." I stopped a few inches from the couch. Tre jumped up and tried to kiss me. My reaction? I bit him-HARD. My little canines are quite sharp and puncture skin easily. "GODDAMN!!" He fell back and Billie Joe and Mike came running.
"Tre! What's wrong!?" Billie Joe hollered.
"SHE BIT ME, BILLIE! THAT...THING...BIT ME!" He held his left arm up, and pointed to the little chunk of skin I'd ripped off, not that we couldn't see it already.
"Asshole..." I snarled. "I'm NOT a thing...I'm a human being."
"No, you're not!" Tre argued while Mike wrapped a banadage and some guaze around his injury. "Humans don't have cat ears and little fangs!"
"Just because of two little things, I'm classified not human?" I hissed, slowly standing up and towering over Tre. "Well?"
