SNAPSHOTS~ "Wild Kingdom"

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Napoleon let out a blood curdling scream in the middle of the night, cursing as he realized there was a set of needle-like claws embedded in his forearm.

"God Dammit Illya," he muttered.

Moments later his partner charged into his living room, his weapon in his hand. He opened the light switch, seeing Napoleon sitting wide-eyed on the sofa, holding a reddening arm that had on it, some tiny pinpoints of blood.

"What happened?"

"You and your damned stray cats, that's what happened."

"I do not understand."

"I was sleeping as sound as a baby, and I know that kitten of yours was laying near me. All of a sudden I got these claws latched onto me and the kitten is hanging from my arm, dangling off the edge of the sofa".

Illya chuckled. "She probably was in a deep sleep, and rolling over found herself falling. She grabbed on to the nearest thing to save herself, and that was you...kittens do that sometimes." Illya picked up the little black furball, as she was cowering in fear in the corner from Napoleon's outburst.

"Do you plan on keeping this one?" The American asked.

"I am thinking about it...."

Solo grunted, "Next time my apartment is being painted, I think I'll opt for a hotel room. It's like Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom in here."

"Oh for goodness sake Napoleon, it is just a kitten..."

                                     

Comments

Re: What a Face!

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Yeah it's one that can melt your heart! Glad you like the story too! :D Thanks!