A Furry Disaster prologue

A Furry Disaster

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

Prologue

It was two in the morning, and while much of the world was sleeping at that moment, you weren't. For you see, just moments ago you had been awoken from your peaceful slumber by the sound of something shattering. A part of you had been predicting such an event would occur at some point in your life, which was why you had kept a metal baseball bat in your room since the day you turned twelve. Still, the idea of someone breaking into your house was rather alarming, even if you did have a means of defending yourself. Quickly, you slipped out of your bedroom, cautiously closing the door behind you and looking around to ensure the intruder hadn't already made his way up the stairs. Once you were sure that the coast was clear, you began making your way down the stairs as quietly as possible.

A loud hissing sound emanated from the kitchen area, followed shortly by the telltale sound of a plate shattering on the ground. Curiosity now replaced whatever fear you once possessed. That didn't sound like a robber to you, or at least, not a very smart robber. If anything it sounded more like a cat had managed to find it's way into your kitchen and decided to start breaking your plates. Hoping to prevent any further destruction of your dinnerware, you made a made dash into the kitchen, turning on the light to reveal a less than pleasant sight.

As it turned out, there were actually two cats in your house that appeared to be fighting. Currently one cat, a blonde furred tom with bright blue eyes, had the other cat, a black and white tom, pinned down in your sink. You saw the blonde's eyes dart from the pinned tom to the faucet repeatedly before he spotted you. The blue-eyed tom mewled at you, flicking his head toward the faucet as though trying to tell you to turn on the water. In response, you merely shook your head, which drew a loud, angry hiss from the golden furred male. For a moment you saw the tom bare his teeth at you, before he went back to trying to drown the other male. He climbed up out of the sink as quickly as he could and made an attempt to swat at the hot water faucet with his paws, but before he had the chance to turn it on, you picked him up and set him back down on the floor before proceeding to scold him.

"No, that's a bad kitty! Stop trying to drown this poor little guy in hot water, he didn't do anything to you."You glared down at the blonde cat, who for some odd reason appeared as though he were about to start crying. Your expression softened upon seeing his saddened face and you knelt down beside him, petting him a couple of times to cheer him up. "I-it's okay, don't cry, I'm not mad at you, I was just worried that you were going to hurt the other kitty, that's all."You said, hoping that the cat would find some form of comfort in your words. In all truth you despised the pitiful sounds other creatures made when they were sad, dogs, cats, even other people, made the most god awful sounds whenever they were sad. Or at least that was your opinion on the matter, but none the less, your dislike of these sounds pushed you to want to stop these sounds from ever reaching your ears, as they tend to cause you to have a headache.

Fortunately, the blonde tom calmed down the moment your hand made contact with his fur and shortly after, he began to purr in delight at the attention he received from you. "Aw, you're a little cutie aren't you? I wonder how you managed to get in my house."You said, moving to scratch the tom behind his ear. You had been so distracted by the blue-eyed male that you had forgotten that the black and white tom was still there, so when he had decided to pounce on you in the hopes of capturing your attention, you were frightened to no end.

A thousand thoughts at once entered your mind as you felt something jump onto your back. Without so much as a second thought you shrieked and threw the 'attacker' off of you. Your ears were met with a pained hiss, causing you to turn to see that you had thrown the black and white cat onto the floor. Horrified by the thought that you might have hurt him, you immediately rushed over to the tom and inspected him for any injuries. You managed to get a better look at him this way and noticed that the tom was mostly white save for a long black stripe that went down his back as well as a pair of black rings around his eyes that made him look like a panda. However, you also noted that this tom had what appeared to be, a long smile carved into is face, leading you to believe that this cat may have been abused sometime during it's life.

"You don't look injured, can you stand up for me kitty?"You asked. The tom seemed to understand and rose to his feet without any difficulty. Smiling, you patted the cat's head "Good, I was worried that I might have hurt you. Now, let me see if I can find a collar on either of you."You said and proceeded to inspect both of the cats to see if you could find a collar on either of them. Sadly, your search was unsuccessful as you found nothing that told you who these cats belonged to. "I guess that means you're strays then. Well, I guess I can keep you guys for a while, but no killing each other, and if I happen to see a missing pet poster with a picture of either of you kitties on it, I'll be taking you straight back to your original home, got it?"You asked. The cats nodded in response and you grinned.

You picked up the cats, cradling them in your arms as you made your ways to your room. Since you didn't have any cat beds for the duo to sleep in, and you were worried about them tearing up your furniture, you decided to let them sleep in bed with you tonight. "I'm glad there wasn't an actual burglar in my house and that it was only you two. I was really worried there for a while. I know I should probably give you names, but it's late and I'm not good at thinking when I'm tired so I'll name you tomorrow." You said entering your bedroom and placing the cats down on your bed. You quickly closed and locked the door, snuggled down into your bed and turned off the light, trying to fall asleep when you suddenly remembered something. "I forgot to clean up the broken plates!" You exclaimed, face-palming.