Fan Fiction ❯ Love for Free ❯ Macavity ( Chapter 1 )

Landing just before them, the tom snarled, sharp fangs bared, unnaturally long claws unsheathed.

The kittens just stared for a few seconds.

Then the calico reached up and poked the tom (who had stopped snarling and was now engaged in a staring contest with the white one) in the nose falling backwards and giggling.

The other two broke their staring contest to look at the calico.

Looking at the kittens, the ginger tom growled at them, "What are you two doing here?"

The calico sat up. "We're wet an' cold," she said, stating the blatantly obvious. "And we wanna be warm an' dry."

"And you come to me?" He narrowed his eyes and showed his fangs once more. "Do you not know who I am?"

"No," the kittens coursed, causing him to nearly fall over. Regaining his composure, he drew himself up and looked down at the kittens.

"I am the most feared. I am the shadow that lurks in the dark. I am your worst fear -"

The calico gasped and he smirked.

"You're a big 'isimbudyd-ed hand coming to hurt me?!"

He fell over.

Scrambling back to his paws, he shouted, "No! I'm Macavity!"

"Macavity?" she questioned, scrunching up her face in thought. "Soun's like a mouth 'isease."

His ears drooped and he snarled. "I am not a mouth disease! I am the Napoleon of Crime!"

From the other kitten, he head a snort of laughter escape her and his ears drooped even more. With a growl, he slashed at her, but the kitten leaned backwards, easily avoiding the blow.

Seething with anger, Macavity turned and made to leave when he felt something bat at his tail. Glaring over his shoulder, he saw the (most likely) mentally deficient calico staring at his tail with the utmost concentration, rear in the air and wriggling, bobtail sticking strait up, tongue sticking out slightly, paws kneading the ground.

Suddenly, she pounced and he swished his tail out of the way, smirking at the surprised look on her face as she crashed into the ground. Again, she readied herself and pounced and again he flicked away his tail. From the other side, the white kitten bounced up and batted his tail, too. With a smirk, he raised his tail just out of the two's reaches.

Pouting at the fact that couldn't reach his tail, the calico settled for tackling her sister and playfully biting her ear. Ignoring the tail all together, the kits began to play fight, mewling and giggling happily.

Watching the two, Macavity rolled his eyes and turned to his hideout when a flash and a roar split the night air. Jumping, the wirehair bolted inside the warehouse, the two kittens out of his mind.

Inside the warehouse, he sighed, glad to be out of that horrible rain. Shaking the water from his fur, he made his way to a pile of wooden crates and packing foam and lay down, washing out his fur as best as possible, wincing each time the thunder clapped.

Once he was dry as he was going to get, he curled up and closed his eyes, planning to sleep out the storm when a soft mewl echoed throughout the warehouse. Opening his eyes once again, he looked up, frowning.

"Hello?" the mewl echoed. "Are you there?"

"Mouth 'isease? I'm not tryin' ta be mean, I jus' dun a-member your name!"

He growled. What were they doing in here? Standing, he slunk to his entrance, seeing the two kittens shaking the water from their fur and looking around. Frowning, he leapt at them from the shadows, landing just before them. Looking down at them, he bared his teeth and claws.

"What are you doing in here?" he hissed.

Undaunted, the calico spoke, "We're wet an' cold. Is dry in here." She padded forward and rubbed against his front legs. "An' you're warm."

He continued to snarl at them, but they continued to stare at him. Finally, he turned abruptly and started back to his bed. After a few paces, he glanced over his shoulder and saw the two kits following him.

"You will stay here," he said. "For one night only. You will then leave and not tell a soul about this place." Reaching the crates, he placed his paws on the rim of one and nosed through the contents. Pulling out a roll of bubble wrap, he dragged it to the ground and nudged it open enough for the kittens. "That is where you will sleep."

The kittens inspected the material and the white one gently pawed at it. Placing a bit of pressure on one of the air pockets, it exploded with a loud pop! sending the two into giggles. Happily, they began to paw at the wrap, pop-ing and giggling and Macavity curled up on his own packing foam, rolling his eyes at the kittens. Closing his eyes, he attempted to block out the popping and sleep.

"Hey!" one of them, presumably the calico again, cried. "If you step on 'em they go poppy more!"

P-p-p-p-pop! P-p-pop-op! Pop-op-op-pp-op-pop!

Finally he couldn't take it anymore.

He stood and walked over to the kits, placed a paw on both of their backs and pushed so they were both lying down.

"There! Now sleep!"

Releasing them from his grim, he curled up in his bedding again and closed his eyes. Now that the annoying popping had halted, he managed to quickly drift into a sleep, full of dreams of the past and of its pain.

Shifting again, the white kitten opened her eyes and noticed he sister staring blankly into space. Sighing, she glanced at Macavity. He didn't seem so bad no matter how hard he tried (and he did - he really did) and now he was all alone. Giving her sister a kick to get her attention, she motioned to the ginger tom and without a word, the kits quietly left their bubble wrap bed and crept to the ginger tom. Curling next to the warm tom, the white kitten gave a content purr and relaxed into a sweet sleep.

First chapter done, and all rejoiced.

Macavity and Teazer: *dully* Yay.

Angel: *sticks tongue out at them* Anyway, I don't own CATS, but I do own one of the kitten and my sister owns the other. Till next time!