Continued from here
Engghaen decided to walk back to his house. That was the most likely place to catch him, although he was never really at home. But she couldn't just walk all through Lhavit, could she? That was the funny thing about it. he was there, but...not really. He was always running around, being busy, sometimes messing with the Shinya.. How could he ever bond and settle if he kept doing so? It made no sense to her. Why are guys so complicated?
It was a funny sight. It was a warm day today, so the cat looked odd with her hood on, sneaking through. She was incognito, or at least, so she thought. It was maybe not the best idea, but well, she had to do with it. After all, she didn't want to risk getting caught.
Finally, after a long walk, she arrived at Brandon's house, the house where she had been sleeping the past two seasons. She still remembered that first night vividly. It was amazing and - for as far as she could recall - it had been fun. He was a rather good charmer, just sad that she didn't like him. But she felt hopeful. After all she wouldn't leave him without having left anything behind, and the cat smiled. He'd be all right, she thought. Nooo stress. She always stressed like that. And this, and that, and maybe some more stress, oh, yeah, we didn't stress yet, did we?
''Brandon? BRAAAAAAAAANNN!?'' she shouted around the corner, when she'd opened the door to get inside. ''Bran, it's important.'' She had no idea how he was going to respond when she told him the story. Maybe he'd be angry, but that would be soothed by the fact that finally his bed would be unoccupied again and he could sleep there. After all, he was still a gentleman, but gentlemen need their sleep and agility too.
There didn't seem to be anybody. Oh petch, that happens to me again.... She'd been shouting at somebody while she knew he wouldn't be there and... Oh just shut up for once and think straight, Eng... So she got down to the bedroom. Maybe he'd taken advantage of her absence and had hidden there. he was a bat, bats slept during the day. That was when she realised she didn't know much about Brandon. She had been living with him for long, they had played a game, yet there were still a lot of questions left unanswered. She did know that Brandon managed to survive without sleep longer than a normal person would, as he was a bat. But bats didn't sleep during the night, and so he'd make loads of nightly trips. Just like cats. Bats, cats, bats, cats....cats, bats, cats.. bat, cat. Catbat. Bacat. Cababat. Bacabat. She was thinking gibberish again and scolded herself for that. this was not the time to be funny, Eng.
And yet he wasn't there. She even searched the ceiling, as bats hand upside-down. No Bran. She checked underneath the bed, the chair, under the sheets, underneath the pillow...No Brandon. Now she got a little bit stressed. She couldn't get out of the house again, or would she? What if they found her? She wouldn't be able to go anywhere! Best would be just to wait here until he'd come back... Then the cat realised she had the living room left, the place where he'd been sleeping all the time. She laughed. Cold, hard, brown, wooden floors were much more uncomfortable than a bed.
''Brandon? Are you there? I have something important to tell you...It's..it's about the Shinya..I kind of..err...
Messed up a little.
A lot.''
Engghaen decided to walk back to his house. That was the most likely place to catch him, although he was never really at home. But she couldn't just walk all through Lhavit, could she? That was the funny thing about it. he was there, but...not really. He was always running around, being busy, sometimes messing with the Shinya.. How could he ever bond and settle if he kept doing so? It made no sense to her. Why are guys so complicated?
It was a funny sight. It was a warm day today, so the cat looked odd with her hood on, sneaking through. She was incognito, or at least, so she thought. It was maybe not the best idea, but well, she had to do with it. After all, she didn't want to risk getting caught.
Finally, after a long walk, she arrived at Brandon's house, the house where she had been sleeping the past two seasons. She still remembered that first night vividly. It was amazing and - for as far as she could recall - it had been fun. He was a rather good charmer, just sad that she didn't like him. But she felt hopeful. After all she wouldn't leave him without having left anything behind, and the cat smiled. He'd be all right, she thought. Nooo stress. She always stressed like that. And this, and that, and maybe some more stress, oh, yeah, we didn't stress yet, did we?
''Brandon? BRAAAAAAAAANNN!?'' she shouted around the corner, when she'd opened the door to get inside. ''Bran, it's important.'' She had no idea how he was going to respond when she told him the story. Maybe he'd be angry, but that would be soothed by the fact that finally his bed would be unoccupied again and he could sleep there. After all, he was still a gentleman, but gentlemen need their sleep and agility too.
There didn't seem to be anybody. Oh petch, that happens to me again.... She'd been shouting at somebody while she knew he wouldn't be there and... Oh just shut up for once and think straight, Eng... So she got down to the bedroom. Maybe he'd taken advantage of her absence and had hidden there. he was a bat, bats slept during the day. That was when she realised she didn't know much about Brandon. She had been living with him for long, they had played a game, yet there were still a lot of questions left unanswered. She did know that Brandon managed to survive without sleep longer than a normal person would, as he was a bat. But bats didn't sleep during the night, and so he'd make loads of nightly trips. Just like cats. Bats, cats, bats, cats....cats, bats, cats.. bat, cat. Catbat. Bacat. Cababat. Bacabat. She was thinking gibberish again and scolded herself for that. this was not the time to be funny, Eng.
And yet he wasn't there. She even searched the ceiling, as bats hand upside-down. No Bran. She checked underneath the bed, the chair, under the sheets, underneath the pillow...No Brandon. Now she got a little bit stressed. She couldn't get out of the house again, or would she? What if they found her? She wouldn't be able to go anywhere! Best would be just to wait here until he'd come back... Then the cat realised she had the living room left, the place where he'd been sleeping all the time. She laughed. Cold, hard, brown, wooden floors were much more uncomfortable than a bed.
''Brandon? Are you there? I have something important to tell you...It's..it's about the Shinya..I kind of..err...
Messed up a little.
A lot.''