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Title: War on cats
Fandom: Twitch City Gen
Author: Kerrbear61
Rating: PG (sorry! I wanted porn but my muse wouldn't let me)
Word Count: 1093
Prompt: a key prop or possession goes awry or missing.
I really am sorry, not beta read, everyone I know who could do it decided they would all go on holiday :(
Loads of spoilers for Planet Of The Cats.
It started with the TV. It always does. They get into your mind that way. The pills in the FrootyOs followed when people started questioning what was on the TV. Then the TVs went missing. One by one they disappeared. Curtis had a hard time with it all, it was him and being renamed Fluffy that made me gather people who wanted to be part of the resistance, the true brave warriors of freedom from the oppressive regime. See the cats had made a terrible mistake, they hadn’t bet on Pon Farr and that there were no pills or FrootyO’s in this world to cope with such an event. The dedicated TV watchers were deeply effected but even the more light weight viewers experienced withdrawal symptoms, the crash was great. When the cats noticed this they quickly replaced the TVs, but it was too late. The rebels were collected together and started an underground movement. Curtis’ TV was never replaced so I let him borrow my own to help the cravings, I also gave him a statue of liberty statue, trying to do something to help him remember, to not fall back into the mind control powers of the cats. It was my duty to get him the TV back; after all I wanted to watch a repeat of Kids In The Hall on Thursday.
At first we all thought Dizelle was crazy, but as the crisis progressed we saw she was telling the truth, and she had a plan. She was soon made our leader, she was still crazy, but you pick what you can get. Taylor, Mr Socks, Jim and I worked out the details. We were on the front line, brothers in arms, until rebels started to get arrested. We would get word on catnip shipments and cat secret meetings and when a resistance member would go it was a set up. One by one the rebels were captured, but the final straw came when Dizelle was captured. This had to be an inside job; it had to be someone who would have been at every meeting. Come to think of it I had never seen Jim in the store before this happened. This guy stunk worse than a Canadian actor in an arty movie about physic cowboys.
When Hope came in she was confused and unaware of the cats occupation, apparently she was at her Dad’s house. I was relieved that they hadn’t got her as well. I gave her the note hoping that she would come. She did and it emerged that she didn’t know anything so we filled her in on all the latest developments, how Lucky was the cats leader, to think I once tried to help that’s cat’s kidneys once, and how Dizelle was being put on trial. Taylor took it upon himself to expose Jim, It was sick to see the human puppet they had created. They were clearly getting better at this, and clever cats spell trouble. She told me that Curtis had once again fallen under the spell of the cats. I knew just the thing to rouse him and gave her a tape of the best of the human TV. He needed to be reminded that TV used to be this good. We had received information from Nathan, our man on the inside, that Curtis had a destiny. He was believed to be the only person to talk with the cats and bring this to an end. It was extremely important to get Curtis back. After Hope left, the three of us finalised our plans, never underestimate Mr Socks when he has plan, he’d like an evil genius in waiting, and arranged to meet back at the store in an hour.
I grabbed Curtis’ face and looked him straight into the eyes and I could see he was back and with us. Damn that was the best thing that happened to me all day, I could have kissed him. But then he did something that actually made me kiss him. He thought up the best weapon of all time. Even He-Man’s sword of power has nothing on the sheer awesomeness of this weapon. The water spray bottle. Made from such simple properties, but effective and it even had extra resilience with the added tape. We got some balls of wool from the store and set off. The cats would have no chance.
I was right, it was a massacre. Humans one; cats nil. We barged in there, the noise and adrenaline was amazing. The best kind of rush. I can now completely understand what those guys who extreme iron on Rex last week were on about, the highest point in your life. Nothing can match it. Everything else is a let down. The only thing that has come close since is when Hope showed me her lesbian cake. That was good cake, pineapple and almond flavour.
After several near misses we returned happy, victorious and scratched in odd places, I really don‘t want to know how they managed to get me there of all places. I left the rest of the gang with Dizelle who was acting even weirder than normal. I had to bribe Hope to stay with her, she knows more about women and all there, you know, stuff. Curtis greeted me at the door with Lucky purring happily in his arms. I thought it was a trap, acting all fluffy and then, when you least expect it, scratch out your eyeballs. We sat down in front the TV as Lucky explained what the cats wanted.
“We want you wipe out the species of mice and squirrels.”
“Now Lucky we talked about this, mice first.” I found a whole new respect for the cats that day. They wanted to get rid of mice, which is always a good thing, and I don’t have any problems with them ridding the world of squirrels too, especially that bastard that keeps stealing from our nut supply. It was an eye opening experience. She even told us where to find Curtis’ TV. She had hidden it in her room; she had put a top over it, just another example of how clever cats can be. We should never underestimate them, or they will take over once again.
Finally I had my TV back, just in time too, only got one hour left. “Hey man thanks for everything,” Curtis hugged me as I walked to the door. “Could you get me some FrootyOs?”
“Sure thing buddy.” OK so maybe normality isn’t too bad sometimes.
Title: War on cats
Fandom: Twitch City Gen
Author: Kerrbear61
Rating: PG (sorry! I wanted porn but my muse wouldn't let me)
Word Count: 1093
Prompt: a key prop or possession goes awry or missing.
I really am sorry, not beta read, everyone I know who could do it decided they would all go on holiday :(
Loads of spoilers for Planet Of The Cats.
It started with the TV. It always does. They get into your mind that way. The pills in the FrootyOs followed when people started questioning what was on the TV. Then the TVs went missing. One by one they disappeared. Curtis had a hard time with it all, it was him and being renamed Fluffy that made me gather people who wanted to be part of the resistance, the true brave warriors of freedom from the oppressive regime. See the cats had made a terrible mistake, they hadn’t bet on Pon Farr and that there were no pills or FrootyO’s in this world to cope with such an event. The dedicated TV watchers were deeply effected but even the more light weight viewers experienced withdrawal symptoms, the crash was great. When the cats noticed this they quickly replaced the TVs, but it was too late. The rebels were collected together and started an underground movement. Curtis’ TV was never replaced so I let him borrow my own to help the cravings, I also gave him a statue of liberty statue, trying to do something to help him remember, to not fall back into the mind control powers of the cats. It was my duty to get him the TV back; after all I wanted to watch a repeat of Kids In The Hall on Thursday.
At first we all thought Dizelle was crazy, but as the crisis progressed we saw she was telling the truth, and she had a plan. She was soon made our leader, she was still crazy, but you pick what you can get. Taylor, Mr Socks, Jim and I worked out the details. We were on the front line, brothers in arms, until rebels started to get arrested. We would get word on catnip shipments and cat secret meetings and when a resistance member would go it was a set up. One by one the rebels were captured, but the final straw came when Dizelle was captured. This had to be an inside job; it had to be someone who would have been at every meeting. Come to think of it I had never seen Jim in the store before this happened. This guy stunk worse than a Canadian actor in an arty movie about physic cowboys.
When Hope came in she was confused and unaware of the cats occupation, apparently she was at her Dad’s house. I was relieved that they hadn’t got her as well. I gave her the note hoping that she would come. She did and it emerged that she didn’t know anything so we filled her in on all the latest developments, how Lucky was the cats leader, to think I once tried to help that’s cat’s kidneys once, and how Dizelle was being put on trial. Taylor took it upon himself to expose Jim, It was sick to see the human puppet they had created. They were clearly getting better at this, and clever cats spell trouble. She told me that Curtis had once again fallen under the spell of the cats. I knew just the thing to rouse him and gave her a tape of the best of the human TV. He needed to be reminded that TV used to be this good. We had received information from Nathan, our man on the inside, that Curtis had a destiny. He was believed to be the only person to talk with the cats and bring this to an end. It was extremely important to get Curtis back. After Hope left, the three of us finalised our plans, never underestimate Mr Socks when he has plan, he’d like an evil genius in waiting, and arranged to meet back at the store in an hour.
I grabbed Curtis’ face and looked him straight into the eyes and I could see he was back and with us. Damn that was the best thing that happened to me all day, I could have kissed him. But then he did something that actually made me kiss him. He thought up the best weapon of all time. Even He-Man’s sword of power has nothing on the sheer awesomeness of this weapon. The water spray bottle. Made from such simple properties, but effective and it even had extra resilience with the added tape. We got some balls of wool from the store and set off. The cats would have no chance.
I was right, it was a massacre. Humans one; cats nil. We barged in there, the noise and adrenaline was amazing. The best kind of rush. I can now completely understand what those guys who extreme iron on Rex last week were on about, the highest point in your life. Nothing can match it. Everything else is a let down. The only thing that has come close since is when Hope showed me her lesbian cake. That was good cake, pineapple and almond flavour.
After several near misses we returned happy, victorious and scratched in odd places, I really don‘t want to know how they managed to get me there of all places. I left the rest of the gang with Dizelle who was acting even weirder than normal. I had to bribe Hope to stay with her, she knows more about women and all there, you know, stuff. Curtis greeted me at the door with Lucky purring happily in his arms. I thought it was a trap, acting all fluffy and then, when you least expect it, scratch out your eyeballs. We sat down in front the TV as Lucky explained what the cats wanted.
“We want you wipe out the species of mice and squirrels.”
“Now Lucky we talked about this, mice first.” I found a whole new respect for the cats that day. They wanted to get rid of mice, which is always a good thing, and I don’t have any problems with them ridding the world of squirrels too, especially that bastard that keeps stealing from our nut supply. It was an eye opening experience. She even told us where to find Curtis’ TV. She had hidden it in her room; she had put a top over it, just another example of how clever cats can be. We should never underestimate them, or they will take over once again.
Finally I had my TV back, just in time too, only got one hour left. “Hey man thanks for everything,” Curtis hugged me as I walked to the door. “Could you get me some FrootyOs?”
“Sure thing buddy.” OK so maybe normality isn’t too bad sometimes.