Thanks to Lady_Poisyn for inspiring me and helping me with this one. I hope you enjoy it!
Halloween is usually a fun time for a college guy. Costume parties mean a lot of hot girls to flirt with and lord knows how many guys get laid with the girls they'll never meet again. That's not me, though. I prefer making the little kids smile, since they're always out and about wanting candy.
So, cat costume donned in my head and $30 of candy ready to hand out, I passed the campus on the way to the suburbs on the other side at about six o'clock. A few of my friends were walking to a party or their rooms. A few more of my friends gave my cell a call asking if I was going to this or that party. Nobody volunteered to join me for the handouts, but this is the second year in a row it's been like that.
I didn't really mind, it's just one night a year. So I was feeling happy as I bobbed my head side to side, letting the bell on my collar ring as I got to the suburbs. I could already see the decorations and a few families getting ready for the onslaught of kids. I smiled and found a good bench on an intersection, just next to a garden dividing the three-way.
It was a pleasant sit, really. The leaves were reflected in the little light that was left before it turned to darkness. The lights, both indoors and outside decorations, came on, and only the brightest lights in the sky remained visible. The moon wasn't full; it was actually a new one. I looked up and saw it anyway, smiling at the darkness that still stood out in the black sky.
Immediately a chocolaty cat, probably someone's let out for the night, came over. It meowed and nuzzled my leg with its head. I couldn't resist; I was in a cat costume myself because of my affection for the breed. So I picked it up gently around its belly and pulled it into my lap, stroking both its cheeks and the back of his head with my thumb and fingers.
It purred and collapsed against me, looking up at me with purple eyes. I figured it to be a genetic defect of some kind, since it was harmless enough, and kept stroking through its fur as it purred my lap into submission.
The lights down the road snapped on and the kids came out, whether with their parents or not. There were many princesses and a few faeries, as well as a lot of random costumes you'd expect to find in any given Halloween town. Most of what I had to give out was purely chocolate, since kids could be picky about what else was in it.
I was shocked at how many people were around and coming through for candy. The whole neighborhood seemed to come to life as it lit up more. I guess my night vision was finally kicking in mostly. Two hours passed and the cat in my lap never left. It meowed and raised itself up, licking my cheeks playfully.
I laughed and poked its nose gently. It shook its head and flopped on its side... So this cat was a girl. It wasn't spayed, but was definitely female between the legs. Whoever she belonged to probably missed her, that's for sure. She was incredibly affectionate and cute.
"Hey, little girl. You need to go home sometime."
She opened her eyes and looked up at me. I saw a huge glow in her eye. The street light maybe? "Cats are smart, I'm sure you know where your home is... Don't you want to curl up on your favorite kid's bed?"
To my surprise, the cat shook her head side to side very briefly before sprawling out, looking out at the road. Her fur was incredibly glossy; she was probably spoiled from being pampered. I was surprised she was even let out. "Heh. Why not, silly?"
"Mreow" was my response. She looked in the corner of her eye at me, and I saw the glow in it again. It was milk white, not the street light's yellow. I looked up and saw the moon again. It was full, almost glowing. "Wasn't that... was it hidden by the clouds?"
I felt the cat get up and hop up my body, landing on my shoulder. I jerked my head down, but that didn't even phase the cat. A furry little head bumped my cheek before she pawed to my other shoulder and flopped against my neck, wrapped around me about like a scarf. To keep her from falling, I tilted my head forward, which blanketed the furry thing in my hair, which was shoulder length. "You sure you wanna come with me?"
"Meow" this time. It was quieter and a bit higher than the first... I didn't know what else to do. Force her away? She'd be able to follow me? Wait it out? I had a class in the morning... All I could really do was take her home. Picking up the very few remains of the chocolate, I stood up, and the little cat meowed at the jingling bell.
It was surprisingly pleasant. She kept my neck warm on the way home and didn't claw at all. There was only purring from her, and the occasional meow when I said anything to her. I couldn't help but wonder how long I could keep her, or if campus homes even allowed pets. The entire way home, one hand was holding the bag as the other was stroking softly over the cat's fuzzy head.
It might have been my eyes, but the ground seemed to get brighter the whole way home. Well, duh, there were party lights around instead of suburbs. Still, it was pleasant to be able to see where I was going as I kept talking to the little cat the whole way home.
The moment I got in, I heard a happy meow from the little cat. She fidgeted a bit on me, which about tickled, but then held still until I could get to my bed and lower myself for her to slide down on the blankets. She sat herself up and stared at me as I put away the chocolates before flopping on the bed, too lazy to get out of the costume.
She crawled over to me and sat on my chest, meowing at me as she stared at me with her eyes. The glow never left her eyes, which was starting to lead me to believe that they were damaged; the glow was nearly pure white. "You've got interesting eyes... Do you have a name?"
"Meow." I smiled and stroked her cheek gently and she tilted her head into my fingers. As I went down her back, she stood up for me to scratch the spots I knew made cats purr the most. "You're a ragdoll... Heh, that's great, I love your breed. How's Mitzi for a name?"
I felt her shake her head against my arm, as if getting something off. I took it as an objection and went through more names. All I could do was laugh at the cat's intellect and personality before it crawled up to me and curled up at my side. I rolled on my side, too, and stroked softly over the back of the cat's neck as I started to drift myself.
