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Stinky jumped up on mattress, walked over top of Roger then pauses, glancing next to him at Doug. So, this human has decided to share her space? Her home? Her boy? We'll see. She supposed he was decent enough the time he watched her. She had a blast annoying the hell out of him and his dog. The pizza and ice cream were great too. He was a bit of an idiot with figuring out what was going on with her but then again, her own boy was just as clueless. They're humans, she knows they are faulty and impossibly stupid. Well. Time for the morning serenade!
"Mrrooooww.." Stinky starts with a low grumble, tail twitching as her eyes dart back and forth from Roger to Doug. Roger is used to this, she knows he'll sleep through most of it. But the other boy.. oh, this could be fun. She grins and moves over to sit on Doug's stomach, staring into his sleeping face as if about to suck out his soul. Inhale. "Mmrreeoooooowwllll!"
Doug grimaces at the noise, shifting to his side in a half awake attempt to move away from it.
Stinky jumps as he moves under her, repositioning herself by his head, tail smacking him in the nose. "MeEeEeeeOoowW.."
Doug pulls at his pillow, trying to cover his face. "hhjj...."
Stinky frowns then moves her gaze to the bottom of the mattress where she notices some wiggling under the blankets. Ah yes, her favorite game. Toe Terror. She crouches into a stalk, moving quickly, eyes focused, back twitching until.. Spring! Pounce! BITE!
"AHH!!" Doug springs upright, pulling his foot back quickly. "WHAT?!"
Stinky's fangs are latched on his toe, claws hooked, growling and kicking her back feet into his foot. She has captured her prey. "Mrrrrr!!"
"S-Stinky, what the.. OW! Stop it!" It takes a few tries but Doug finally manages to get her to let go, shrinking back when she hisses. He looks to his left at Roger who is somehow still sleeping soundly then back at Stinky. "What was that about??" he whispers.
Stinky folds ears back, annoyed that he ended her game. Oh well, he's up. He better feed her now. "Meeeoow! MRRROOOOWWLL!!" She starts yowling louder.
"What??" Doug's eyes are sunken as he covers his ears. "What do you want??" He glances at the clock. "It's 2 in the morning!"
The cat gives him a smug look, "MMMMRRRRRRRRRRROOOO--"
"Okay, okay! I'm getting up! Show me what you want.." Doug glares over at Roger. "How on earth are you still asleep.."
Stinky jumps off the bed, meowing as she runs to the door then back again, waiting impatiently.
The sleep deprived human follows her into the living room slowly, fumbling in the dark. Meanwhile feline eyes shine with mischief. It's time for zoomies and human hunting.
Stinky bolts in front of Doug, leaps on the couch, climbs up the curtains, jumps to the lamp where it wobbles dangerously, lands on the TV, nearly knocks it over. She zooms inbetween Doug's legs, smacking and swatting at him as she runs back and forth in a frenzy, knocking over everything in her way. What fun!
Doug is dizzy from watching her, barely able to see where he's going in the dark. He places his feet carefully, trying to avoid stepping on Stinky or any objects in the way. But ultimately he isn't gonna win this game. With one wrong step he falls into an arm chair which topples over into a table, knocks over a stack of soda cans, magazines and various knick knacks. The lamp finally gives way to join the pile as he screams and hits the floor with a loud thud. Stinky now sits atop his head in victory.
Roger is finally awoken by what sounds like an earthquake shattering the trailer house. He sits up with bewildered look on his face. "Whuh..?" glancing around slowly. "Doug?" groaning he pushes himself out of bed and staggers to the living room, stopping at the doorway to behold the messy scene in front of him.
Doug is draped over the fallen arm chair, his face on the floor, legs sticking up in the air, arms sprawled out in front of him with Stinky sitting proudly on top of his head.
Roger snorts a laugh, "Jeez Funnie, first night over and you wreck the place. What the hell happened?"
"Your cat." Doug scowls.
Roger can't help but smirk as he walks over to them. He holds his arms out to Stinky who leaps right up into them. "Aw Stinky, what'd he do to you?" he scritches her chin as she purrs innocently and settles on his shoulder. He then pulls Doug up with a free hand.
"Me?!" Doug face faults. "She woke me up, screamed in my ear. She bit my toe.. HARD! I think I'm bleeding, actually. She tripped me and tore up the whole room! She--"
"She's hungry." Roger says matter o'factly.
"It's 2 in the morning! You.. do you do this every night?" Doug looks baffled and, frankly, exhausted.
Roger shrugs, "You get used to it. Toe Terror is her favorite game. It's how she usually gets me up. I'm surprised she went after you.." He smirks. "She must like ya."
"Gee, I'm flattered." Doug mutters.
Roger is still grinning, "Here, I'll show you how to make her favorite. You gotta do it perfectly or she'll refuse to eat, dump the bowl and puke just to spite you."
Doug's face drops, "..whoever said cats are better than dogs.. Porkchop would never--"
Stinky growls.
Roger shoots him a glare. "Shut it, Funnie, or I'll let her shit in your shoe."
Doug sighs and follows them into the kitchen begrudgingly. He watches almost with jealousy at the affection Stinky shows Roger. "How come she's so nice to you?"
"She trusts me." Roger says with a side glance. "I saved her, ya know.. she was a stray, sick and dirty. No one wanted her." he mumbles lower as he prepares Stinky's meal. "I was feeling pretty unwanted back then too."
Doug realizes he's never heard this story before but it's easy enough to understand. He knows Roger's father left when he was very young and his mom works long shifts. Outside of school where he put up his bully front with his gang he must have spent lot of time alone. Except for Stinky. His expression softens a bit.
"Here," Roger shoves a bowl of very unappealing smelling slop at Doug. "You give it to her."
Doug makes a face. "Uhh.. that looks.. delicious?"
Roger grins, "You gotta take a bite before she'll eat it."
Doug face faults, "Y-you're joking.."
Roger just smirks, "Nope."
Stinky watches them, tail twitching, "Meooow.."
Doug shifts uncomfortably staring at the bowl. "What.. what's in it?"
Roger shrugs, "Hell if I know. But you want her to trust you, yeah?"
Doug nods, hesitating. "W.. well...." he gulps, scooping up a small spoonful of the slop, lifts it slowly to his face, hand shaking as he opens his mouth.
Roger leans in, watching with pure amusement right up until the last possible second, then he knocks the spoon out of Doug's hand. "Oh my god, you were actually gonna do it!!" he cackles loudly and Stinky joins in the laughter.
Doug is red in the face now. "Very funny, Roger.."