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Post by Slappy on Apr 17, 2010 11:49:48 GMT -5
As the two of them walked upstairs, Slappy laughed happily. His plan had worked! And the unsuspecting girls had no Idea what was in store for them. He walked up the stairs and into the dimly lit house. It was bright outside, and the kitchen was quiet. He could hear the girls upstairs, asking their mom where their dad had gone. He snickered to himself. Confusion was just the thing to use as a base for causing havok. Soon enough their mom would be stressed and his being there would drive them crazy. And, in the midst of this, the Blue Kerlew Hound could attack his revenge for them buying the tooth, the monster blood could have some fun, and everyone would be happy. Except of course the good guys. But they didn't count. He sat on the couch waiting for them to come down, suprised he was there.
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Post by Jess on Apr 21, 2010 8:24:46 GMT -5
Now Jess wasn't human. She fingered the cat ornament hanging from the ornamental chain she wore as a necklace. This charm had changed her, into something else. If she told you, you would laugh at her, but Jess was a werecat. At night she turned into a large, tawny-colored tabby with a white star on her forehead. It was ironic how werecats were enemies with normal cats though. Looking at her watch, she realized it was 7:45. Grinning, she remembered to be "In bed" when the sun set, and she took on her other form.
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Post by Slappy on Apr 21, 2010 8:33:16 GMT -5
Slappy waited silently on the couch but got quite irritated quickly. Bordom was something he never had so he snuck upstairs to cause havok. Running to the closet he grabbed a paintbrush. It was time to ruin Jess's bedroom wall.
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Post by Slappy on Apr 21, 2010 8:36:55 GMT -5
Carrying a paintbrush and can, he snuck into Jess's room. He opened it up and dipped the brush in, humming to himself. He drew a huge smiley face and laughed to himself. He'd much rather have done a frowny face but this was funnier. Then, he put his supplies back and sat on the wall, as if he were lifeless. Suddenly, he heard a strange meowing from her room. He jerked his head up in confusion.
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Post by Jess on Apr 21, 2010 18:01:06 GMT -5
Jess was grinning in a cat-like way. She had fun at night. The smelled....maple? In her bedroom? Hissing, she turned and faced Slappy. Werecats were VERY territorial.
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Post by Sammy on Apr 21, 2010 18:10:13 GMT -5
Sammy, Jess's best friend jumped though the window. She was in her cat form. She and Jess made strick territory markers so they did not fight. Their bedrooms were nertrual
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Post by Jess on Apr 21, 2010 18:37:39 GMT -5
Jess lashed her tail, and flicked an ear in acknowledgment of her friend. (wait for ally to respond)
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Post by Slappy on Apr 21, 2010 19:42:06 GMT -5
"What ?" he yelped, jumping back. Even he couldn't see this coming! Why were these seemingly human...whatevers turning into strange werecat people? As the two...animals...jumped foward he realised he was standing up. Whoops. What a dummy he was!!! He fell lifeless to the ground, hoping they wouldn't attack him. Hoping they'd think he was just a stupid toy. Hoping they'd ignore him and go back to bed. Hoping...hoping A LOT. Then as soon as they were asleep he'd slowly sneak out of there and wait for morning when they saw his drawing on the wall and were hopefully (ugh there I go hoping again) humans again. He closed his eyes and waited and hoped the two strange people wouldn't pounce...but mostly hoped. (p.s Slappy isn't made of pine it's coffin wood and I'm pretty sure the coffin is maple tree)
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Post by Jess on Apr 22, 2010 11:35:11 GMT -5
(oh well, i guessed!) Oviously, Slappy did not do his homework. Cats are nearly blind exept to movement. Hissing, Jess turned to the lifeless-seeming dummy. She pounced on the wooden man, and san her teeth into his wooden hand. Not the best ide she ever had. Stupid instinct. Now she had splinters in her mouth!
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Post by Slappy on Apr 22, 2010 11:40:15 GMT -5
He wanted to jump up and scream in pain, at least thats what his brain told him. But he stayed still and tried to ignore it. At least he could quickly repair any damages he had. He now felt very stupid to have just fallen down and hoped. Hope is one of the worst of four letter words. He probably should have fought these cats and wouldn't of had any splinters. Of course it was too late now for that...
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Post by Jess on Apr 22, 2010 11:43:17 GMT -5
Jess let go, spitting out wood chips. That was the worst thing she ever tasted, even worse than her mother's cooking! Turning from the stupid mass of splinters, she darted out of her bedroom on her nightly patrol around her territory.
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Post by Slappy on Apr 22, 2010 11:47:03 GMT -5
Slappy waited. Waited. When he was sure the cat person was gone he opened his eyes and sighed. It was gone. They both were. Luckily he only had slight damage in his hand. He closed his eyes and his hand was repaired. One of the best things about being evil. Then he slumped down again so he'd be ready for the morning, and hoped,( I'm hoping AGAIN!) that when the werecat came back it wouldn't want to eat him
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Post by Jess on Apr 22, 2010 11:50:10 GMT -5
Jess paid close atention to the position of the stars and moon. At four in the morning, she returned to her room. Curling up on her bed, she slept for the last few hours until the sun rose.
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Post by Slappy on Apr 22, 2010 11:53:00 GMT -5
Soon enough the sun rose and Slappy waited happily by his big smiley face he drew on the wall, his plan working perfectly. (Stef do you like my text I wrote under my avatar XD one of my fav. quotes)
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Post by Jess on Apr 22, 2010 11:57:33 GMT -5
(Beautiful ,ally! and my name is spelled Steph) Jess got up, got dressed, and was brushing burrs out of her hair when she noticed the paint. The first thing she screamed was "SOOOOOOOPHIEEEEEEE!"
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