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 Posted: Mon May 07, 2018 11:39 am
When it came down to it, Bob was not a very territorial creature.
That being said, when Bob found a place to reside, he rarely found reason to remove himself from such a comfortable position. The current comfortable position of choice just so happened to be a fluffy, cushy little cat bed that had been purchased by one Aurora Willows and, judging by the colors of the bed, was intended for the bratty little munchkin that she'd somehow picked up from god only knew where.
He'd taken his lunch break through the pantries, using his weight to also help pull open the fridge door and open an array of additional mealtime options. He'd settled for a little of this and that, a few frozen veggie nuggets, a block of cheese, a can of wet cat food he'd found shoved in the back as if Rory was attempting to hide it for a special occasion or something.
After all, it was a special occasion. It was his lunch time.
The food had been unceremoniously dragged back towards the stairs but the effort to take all of his goodies up said stairs seemed like more effort than anything else, so he'd detoured his journey to the other cat's bed (after all, it was so much closer) and made a nest of it, food wrappers and cans littering the outside as he smacked his jowls happily with the remains of the wet Tuna Medley he'd stolen.
This worked out perfectly, actually, because once Rory found the remains on Reven's bed, Bob would be out of the clear when it came time to 'fess up on who left the fridge door open again?
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2018 6:04 pm
Afternoons were meant for napping, and Reven had made great use of this one, dozing away the hours curled up in a pale circle on Rory's pillow. At a certain point she'd woken up, played a few rounds of candy crush on her tablet, then circled in the opposite direction and curled up again for another couple hours of blissful sleep, only to awake not too long before her human was meant to return for the day. It was almost dinner time, after all. Reven arched her back in a long, full bodied stretch and accompanied yawn, muscles straining all the way up to her ears before she gave a little shake and padded gently towards the edge of the bed to jump down. The room seemed to be empty, which was unusual but preferred. Bob was almost as much a fixture in Rory's life as she was, and practically lived there with them, much to the kitten's chagrin. She didn't understand what Rory was in the flea bitten stray. Why keep him around when she had a guardian of her own? It made no sense. Sniffing sharply, she nudged the door open with her nose and headed for the stairs, bouncing down then lightly to head for the living room and the new bed Rory had bought for her. Only to find that someone was already laying in it. Not only laying in it, but had apparently gotten into the fridge and helped himself to the entire contents within, leaving garbage and crumbs and detritus everywhere around it. "What the <********> do you think you're doing?!" It came out shrill, and pale fur was rising up along the ridge of her back and the length of her tail as she stalked closer to the mess that was her bed.
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2018 9:08 pm
Satisfied with having lapped up the majority of the gravy within the tin, the large Maine Coon had taken to gnawing on the block of cheese by the time the little squirt had discovered his new "home".
The sound of her voice had his ears falling back against his head, nose wrinkling as his tongue darted out to lick around his maw and extended canines. Meat was his preferred snack of choice but when one decided to hang out in a vegetarian's household, one had to make due with other kinds of snacks.
"Temper, temper. I'm helping you." His answer was slowly drawled out, green eyes turning to flick in her direction, "You just can't see it yet."
Really, Bob was in it to help himself but making it look like the gain was in other's favors was a plus. He just... had to spin the story just right, to make it seem plausible.
Or, y'know, make sure he was the one who stayed out of trouble.
"The bed needed breaking in, for one. Your tiny little body wasn't up for the task, so I'm helping you out."
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2018 8:45 am
" Helping?" Reven snorted. "The only one you're helping here is yourself. That's my bed, and you've gotten it filthy. It's ruined now!" Her maw wrinkled, lips drawing back over her teeth. It was going to smell like him now, and that was just completely unacceptable. Tail lashing, she took a seat on the ground outside the wrong of garbage he'd dropped just outside the bed. "You've made a complete mess." And then, all at once, the glower turned into a cold little smile. He tapped the side of an empty can with her paw, making it roll half an inch before settling back again. "Just wait until Rory sees this. You're gunna be in so much trouble." Both guardians seemed to have come to the same plan, Reven was just a little late to the party with it. "Stealing food, too. Really Bob, I dunno what you thought you were doing." Another snort, amused and disdainful this time. "I certainly can't get into the fridge. Too small." Which wasn't something she was happy about usually, but in this instance it might work in her favor. "That leaves you, and since you're practically wearing the evidence," she lifted a paw to gesture at him, at the bits of food still clinging to his fur. "It'll out with the stray."
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2018 10:10 am
He was about to comment about how high-strung she was when icy words sent a small chill through his otherwise relaxed form. So the kid was smarter than she looked - or at least more vindictive. A brat, really.
Maybe he was rubbing off a little to much on her and not her bed.
She was more than willing to toss him under the figurative bus (which, really, he was also driving but that was besides the point) and make sure Rory knew who'd been the real cause of the trashed state of the kitten's bed his rump currently hung off of.
"A quick sink bath and she wouldn't know any different, y'know."
Green eyes narrowed as he rose from his laid back position, towering over the small squirt as the uneaten remainder of the cheese tumbled off the side of the plush bed. A paw forward and he was approaching her, his own maw growing a smirk.
"And I bet if I put that pretty bauble of yours in the fridge for her to find, she won't have to question who did it."
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2018 4:18 pm
She hadn't been impressed with his large size the first day she'd met him, and she wasn't impressed with it now as he rose up and walked towards her. She looked up at him with that same sardonic smile resting on her petite maw, tail flicking in a slow back and forth arch against the carpet behind her. He was a devious one, the stray, but Reven had never found him to be particularly bright. She didn't see why Rory kept him around aside from a sense of sympathetic obligation. Oh, the poor stray. Where would he go? Pathetic. "Do you listen?" She inquired, tone bored. "Or are your ears filled with mitts? I can't open the fridge. Rory knows that. You can put anything you want in there, and she'll know it wasn't me." The kitten snorted. "You've really painted yourself into a corner this time." Smirking, she glanced up at the clock on the wall. "You might be able to clean up before she get's home, but you'd better make it quick."
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2018 1:48 am
The smirk faltered, quickly falling from his face as the kitten made her point. It was irritating how right she was, her own cruel little grin only making his fur bristle harder.
Little brat.
So the jig was up - Rory was going to eventually discover the fridge had been raided and yes, more than likely she would have to assume that it was Bob who was the responsible party and not her overworked father or her dunce of a boyfriend. A stern talking to and maybe a lecture on disappointment was in store for him, but it didn't mean he couldn't take the brat down with him.
Turning around, he made sure to whip his tail in front of the kitten's face disrespectfully as he returned to the scene of the crime - his collection of nibbles and snacks. One paw moved to collect some of the tuna he'd pried from the can, wet, mushy and heavenly smelling. It was tempting to reach down and take a bite, but he had other plans in store for the mess.
Namely, turning back around and lobbing the glob of tuna right for the smaller kitten, which he promptly did.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2018 7:15 am
The smug satisfaction of the moment lingered one even through the whip of his mangy tail across her nose. She had him and she knew it, and there wasn't a damn thing he could about it at this point. Except, apparently, taking her down with him in an entirely unexpected way. The tuna smacked right into her face as he lobed it at her, Chuck's of it sucking to her fur and dripping off her nose, and for a stunned handful of seconds she just stared wide eyes. He tongue flicked out, collecting a bit of juice—delicious, but incredibly potent—then she was shaking vigorously to rid the majority of it from her face and fur, hissing furiously. "Filthy, disgusting, stray!" Pale fur stood on end between her shoulder blades. "You're the literal worst, i don't know why Rory keeps you around.". Pity, she suspected haughtily. Backing a few steps away, she say back and started vigorously washing her face and whiskers.
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2018 5:18 am
His head fell back and he crowed, reveling in the reaction of the prissy little brat. It was a shame he didn't have a phone - if only because he wished he could take a picture of that exact moment and the exact expression she was giving him. Sure, Reven was spoiled and probably could get away with a helluva lot more than he could in Rory's eyes but it didn't stop the big tom from trying. Hell, he was probably gonna get yelled at for dirtying up the tiny princess of a kitten but as far as Bob was concerned, it was totally worth it.
"Everyone needs a handsome, roguish fella in their lives, kid." He preened at her insult before turning back around and ambling his way towards the nearest open window. With Rory due back at any moment, he figured it was in his best interest to get the hell out of Dodge and give the teen time to calm down after finding the mess he'd left. "You'll learn when you're old enough to enjoy the company of real men."
Pouncing on the sill, he paused barely long enough to offer her a toothy grin before the large Mau squeezed his way out from beneath the open window crack and out into the safety of the outdoor world.
Beejoux I'M SORRY HE'S SUCH AN a**. Finish us up, boo!!! <3
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2018 11:46 am
Still scowling, a low, irritated growl Accompanied her waspish retort. "Do they? Well maybe one day I'll find one." He certainly didn't fit the bill, in her not so humble opinion. "When I'm older you'll still be nothing but a smelly p***k!" She shouted after him as he made his escape out the window, leaving her to deal with the mess. Or more precisely, leaving her to wait for Rory to return so she could tattle on the stray in great and exaggerated detail. Until then, she seemed into trying to remove the smell of tuna from her face.
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