A Furry Disaster ch. 1

A Furry Disaster

Cat! Jeff the Killer x Reader x Cat! Ben Drowned

Chapter 1

You awoke the next morning to find the black and white tom sitting on your chest, staring at you unblinkingly. It was a tad bit creepy really, but you found yourself unable to look away from the cat before you. Your gaze was drawn to his face, or rather his eyes, which at the moment seemed to shine with a certain mischievousness. The cat seemed to realize that you could not look away from him, the smirk carved into his face appeared to grow wider as he moved closer to your face. Curious, you wondered what exactly this cat intended to do to you, but then you noticed, all too late, that his claws were out.

A sharp cry of pain ripped from your throat as the tom attached himself to your face, vigorously clawing away at your flesh as though he had deemed you to be his own personal scratching post. You shot up out of bed, desperately attempting to pull the black and white tom from your face. However, the harder you pulled at the feline, the deeper his claws sunk into your skin. Panicking, you began to feel around the room for something, anything that would get this psycho cat off of you. However, the only thing you were able to find was what you believed to be a fluffy stuffed animal, though you couldn't be sure as the cat on your face blocked your vision. Regardless, you picked up the fluffy object and began hitting the cat with it.

A series of hisses met your ears and soon the cat released your face and scampered off under the bed. "Good god that cat is insane, I'm lucky that I had this stuffed animal to hit him with......wait a minute, this isn't a stuffed animal." You took a second look at the furry object you held in your hands, wanting nothing more than to slap yourself when you saw what it really was. It was the blonde cat. You had just hit a cat over the head with another cat. "It's like something that would happen in a cartoon." You said to nobody in particular.

The golden pelted feline had a bit of a dazed look on his face but that was to be expected considering that you had just used him as a makeshift baseball bat no more than a moment ago. He quickly recovered however, wriggling out of your grip before quickly climbing onto your dresser and curling up to take a nap. "Well I guess it's a good thing that you're not hurt kitty. Kitty....I really need to give you two names."You said. Yes, you recall telling them last night that you would name them in the morning.

Sitting back down on the bed, you began to think of some good names for the duo. You giggled to yourself quietly when you suddenly thought of naming them Goldilocks and ScrewBall but decided not to for fear that having two cats scratching your face every morning would become a daily routine if you did. "Well, maybe I should just go with simplistic names like George,Danny, Ben, or Todd."You said to yourself.

The blonde cat suddenly perked his ears up, giving a little mewl. You looked over at him "Hm, did you hear a name that you like little guy?" You questioned. The tom mewled happily in response, hist bright blue eyes fixated on your sitting form.

"Do you like the name Todd?" You questioned, only to be met with a hiss. "George?" Another hiss, "Danny?" and another, "Ben?" You finally asked. The cat began purring loudly upon hearing that last name, so you were certain that was the one he wanted. You smiled in response to the feline's cute sounds, happy that you finally had a name for at least one of the little beasts. "Okay, from now on I'll call you Ben."You stated, much to the male's pleasure.

Moving to pick the flaxen feline up off of the dresser, you felt something brush against your legs. Looking down, you noticed the psychotic, Oreo-colored tom that had attacked you just minutes before. He stared up at you, a pleading look in his eyes as he reached a single paw up to swat at your leg in a somewhat playful manner. Still, you flinched away from the cat, scooping Ben up in your arms and immediately making a run for the door, leaving the other tomcat all alone in your room.

A sad mewl escaped the little tom, followed shortly after by an angry hiss. How dare you snub him after what he's done for you! Even though he hadn't known you for more than a day he had still done so much for you regardless. He stopped that ugly blonde mess of a cat from destroying your stuff, he had decided NOT to kill you while you slept last night, and he even took the time out of his life to try to make you look like him when he saw you admiring his beautiful face this morning! Yet the only thanks he received was a swift beating via the blonde he so greatly despised, and the apparent silent treatment on your part.

He was not happy about that, not in the slightest bit. Something had to be done, you would have to be punished for your rude behavior, and little Benny would have to be punished as well. A mischievous glint appeared in the male's unblinking eyes, vanishing almost as quickly as it had appeared. Yes, he would teach them a lesson, a very painful lesson that involved knives, and dogs. It was going to be absolutely wonderful.

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MEANWHILE

A young lady named Robin was walking home from the store, whistling a jaunty tune before it was interrupted by a loud, pained cry. Robin stopped almost immediately, looking around with the hopes of pinpointing where the sound had come from. Another cry rang out, coming from a nearby alleyway. Glancing down the dark passageway, Robin saw a scrawny, malnourished cat curled up on a pile of old newspapers. Feeling sympathy for the poor creature, Robin walked quietly up to it, kneeling down beside it and gently petting it's head. "Look at you, we need to get you to the vet immediately." She said picking the cat up as gently as she could. From what she could tell, the cat before he was a female, a pure white, Persian female. Her eyes however, were entirely jet black in color, even the whites of her eyes were pitch black, though Robin simply believed this was the result of a genetic mutation and while she found it odd, she didn't think too much about it as she carried the miserable feline to the nearest vet.

To be continued........  

(Wow, it's only chapter 1 and you already made Jeff mad. Way to go reader, that has to be some kind of record or something.)