Bittersweet Candy Bowl

Wwell, here’s this little piece I cooked. It isn’t done, obviously. It’ll have three or four chapters, and I’ll try to put them here daily. Hope you like it.

*SMACK!*

Sue jumped in her chair, startled by the hit in front of her, before looking up and rapidly averting her gaze. Ugh. She really should have seen this coming. The rest of the people in the table stared, dumbfounded.

“What. Is. This.” Mike growled. The others didn’t understand, but the meaning of his words was clear to Sue. She looked down and, effectively, the copy of her play she had given Mike was under his hand.

“…Look Mike…” she began.

“Oh, I looked. I looked alright!” the male cat growled again, a vitriolic tone, the one that was becoming too common for him to adopt this past few days, filling his “I looked a lot. I didn’t like what I saw.”

Tess leaned to her side, nudging lightly at Abbey, sitting at her left side.

“What’s going on?” she whispered.

“No idea…” his voice was muffled down when Mike finally raised his voice, until that moment only a threatening whisper.

“When were you going to tell me?!”

Sue straightened up, her surprise finally gone.

“Well, I isn’t my fault you didn’t read the script until today, is it?”

Mike narrowed his eyes. The aggressiveness his whole body was now showing wasn’t something usual on him but, at the same time, it was something that was happening with increasing frequency. His whole life situation was starting to wear him out.

“What are you trying to do?” he growled again. Sue didn’t answer.

“What’s wrong with you?!” a female voice shrieked. Lucy had finally snapped seeing Mike growl like that to one of her friends “Leave her alone, jerkface!”

Mike sneered.

“Of course” he said, his voice dripping venom “You must have been too busy ping-ponging from cat to cat to actually read the script of the play you’re supposed to star in”

He grabbed the copy and tossed it in her direction dismissively.

“Go ahead. Read it.” he said. He shook his head and left, muttering all the time “This is ridiculous. Just fucking ridiculous…”

Lucy frowned deeply, but took the script and began to read. Meanwhile, Abbey turned his head towards Sue, asking the question the entire table had in the head.

“What you done to him?”

“What you done to him”

“What you done to him?”

LOLOLOLOL.

It’s okay. Just proof read more. c:

“The male cat voice”… I loled.

I feel like I’m watching a veterinarian sex newborn animals. I think most of us know what gender a character named “mike” is.

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To be honest, this seems a bit unrealistic to me. I know Mike may seem like a jerk but I doubt he would get so angry at the play that he would drop an f-bomb. Other than that I think we all know where this is going.