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 Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2017 10:21 am
Prompt A new candy store is giving free promotional candy to try and attract new customers. At first, it’s delicious; it’s easily one of the best candies you’ve ever had. Only, within twenty four hours of eating your first piece, you begin to have extreme tooth pain that can last for up to a whole day. It feels like a cavity, but a trip to the dentist reveals nothing strange. It just hurts. While the pain eventually fades, you’ll remember how much it hurt. Is your drive for Halloween Candy dented or are you still gearing up for more?
She'd heard about the free candy and within an hour, she was already on her way towards the store. Apparently it had been open for a while now - darn her hyperfocusing on the hauntings going around in the city (it was the time of year for them, after all). Would there even be any candy left, she wondered??
Oh no.
What if they only had black licorice left?????????
Sneakers squeaked against the concrete as she picked up her pace. No way was she going to let that nasty crap ruin her Halloween - surely they'd have something else left!
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2017 10:29 am
If there was one way to get Theodore's attention it was candy.
Upon hearing about this fancy candy promotion, the guardian cat insisted that stupid pinkie take him to the location. Chase had begrudgingly complied once several messages from his girlfriend came through her phone. He had not, however, taken him directly to the location.
Pinkie had dropped him off down the street without a word and sped off. The jerk.
So small pink paws hurriedly carried him towards the destination and along the way he spotted a girl with white hair who looked equally determined to get candy. Pathetically, he mewled behind her for attention.
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2017 10:59 am
She was SO determined to get to the candy that the teenager almost missed the pitiful sounds of the cat calling out. It was downtown, right - cats were everywhere, alleys, trashbins, you name it...
.... but then again, if it was a black cat this close to Halloween....
Bea turned, convinced her luck had finally struck gold... and then frowned as she noticed who it was. It was that darn top-hatted cat... what was his name again? Terrance? Tommy?
No, wait. Theodore. Theodore the candy stealing star-cat.
She about opened her mouth to say something snarky when realization dawned on her - the cat wouldn't know who she was. She wasn't Lovejoy anymore, just plain 'ol Beatrice.
This could be amusing.
"Hey there little guy," she cooed before kneeling down. "You after some candy too?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2017 11:11 am
Ears were flattened against his head and he made rosy eyes go wide when he mewled at her again. "Meeeooow."
Carefully he moved closer, rubbing his furry side against her legs while being mindful of his tophat. He couldn't risk losing it! Not when he had found it again! (In the bathroom where he'd been before the mirror ate him.)
When the girl came close enough he meowed again and tried to get her to pet his backside. Or butt, he liked butt pats too if they weren't too rough.
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2017 11:15 am
Fingers quickly tended to the cat's backside, scratching and rubbing in all the proper spots that she presumed cats liked. Her mother would never let her actually have one - she had to make due with stuffed animals instead, but she liked to think she knew what cats liked, at least.
Beatrice was not normally a malicious girl - sure, she loved some pretty disturbing stuff, but she was never aggressive or cruel when it came to testing out summonings or hunting down werewolves... that being said, she wasn't feeling particularly nice either.
"You know, little guy, they don't allow cats in the candy store." Her voice sounded sorrowful, as if she pitied the tiny creature. "Would you like it if I brought you back some of the treats? Want me to share my candy with you?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2017 11:28 am
Theodore made sure that he was audibly purring for the white haired teenager when her fingers scratched his fur and hit some of the best places. She was almost as good as Miss Prissy when it came to finding the best scritch spots.
He looked aghast at the notion that he wasn't allowed inside. How dare she!!! How dare they!!!
He had all his shots, he was healthy, he did not shed and yet---
They would deny him?!
At least the girl seemed sympathetic. His head nodded, hat sliding down his face before he started butting against her leg for more attention.
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2017 11:35 am
Funny how sweet and innocent the cat could be when he thought he was getting his way. Hmph.
Cooing some more over the cat, Bea plucked him up without permission and cradled the Persian in her arms as she resumed her trek to the candy store. She left him on the windowsill as she made her way inside for the promised free candy... of which she obtained two bags, ensuring more of the licorice went into one than the other. It wasn't that she exactly lied to the store owner about her friend not being able to come in.... maybe a white lie, just a bit?
Back outside, the bags of candy were jiggled in the Mauvian's direction as she smiled down at him. "You ready to go find a spot to snack on these at, cutie?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2017 11:40 am
Being picked up without permission almost cost him his hat, but somehow the cat managed to keep it on his head. Impatiently he waited on the windowsill, pacing back and forth while occasionally pressing his furry face against the glass.
Or pawing at it with big pathetic looking pouty eyes.
Once his companion returned he meowed happily at her, head bobbing excitedly.
CANDY!!!!!
He was going to get candy!!!
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2017 11:49 am
She had to give him credit, he was cute when he wanted to be. It was definitely a change of character from the snotty little monster that had attacked her for her birthday candy - almost to the point where she was close to recanting her mean plan.
.... almost.
Reaching down, she plucked the cat up once more while her other hand held the two bags by their necks. Happily she hummed as they traveled down the street, the bags of candy jostling on one side, a purring, happy little cat on the other side.
Slipping her way into the nearby alley - that was as good a place as any to share snacks with a stray at, right? - she glanced around at their surroundings until she found what she was looking for. Then, taking a few steps towards the dumpster, she promptly nudged the lid open with one hand, dropped the cat inside and followed up with the licorice-heavy plastic baggie before peeking her head down towards the foul-smelling trash and newly dubbed Theodore the trash star cat.
"Don't think I didn't forget what you did to me, Theodore," she huffed, glaring at the Mau. "I hope you enjoy your candy - here where trash like you belongs."
With that, she closed the dumpster and walked off, munching happily away at her candy... unknowingly subjecting herself to a world of pain within the next several hours because of it.
Karma, Beatrice would learn, was indeed one heck of a b***h.
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2017 11:57 am
He was a happy purring and content little kitty cat against the candy gathering girl's side. While she carried him, he tried to crawl up her shoulder to press a cold nose against her neck. Ears were still flat against his head but in a happy sort of way, evidenced by the happy rumble as Theodore pictured himself crawling into the bag of candy and munching away to the content of his small heart.
When she didn't set him down and instead made her way towards the dumpster he began to squirm and wriggle about. What was this girl--
No.
NO.
He only had one chance to yowl loudly, claws swiping at her before she'd tossed him into the trash like he was a piece of garbage. HIM. AS IF HE WERE A PIECE OF GARBAGE.
HOW COULD SOMEONE BE SO CRUEL.
He was only able to crawl up enough to try and wedge his head up out of the top of the bin when it occurred to him that she knew his name.
"Wait!" He called pathetically to no avail, the girl was already at the mouth of the alley way and had abandoned him.
He managed to crawl out of the dumpster, hat still in the trash, and was forced to call for his wonderful mistress in order to retrieve it.
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