"I get lost in the beauty of everything I see
The world ain't half as bad as they paint it to be
If all the sons and all the daughters stop to take it in
Well hopefully the hate subsides and the love can begin"
-One Republic, Ft. Sara Bareilles
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I stumbled down the rubble after the cat, but I ended up cutting my leg on a sharp piece of metal on the way down. The raw skin exposed to air felt like someone dumped a container of acid on it. While I was distracted, the cat managed to disappear.
"Great. Now I'm really alone." I huffed to myself.
POW! Woosh!
The air seemed to spin and crackle with energy around me as a green flash of light exploded behind a pile of twisted metal and cement. It was so bright, that I was momentarily blinded. Spots danced across my vision, but it gradually cleared.
"Knock knock, guess who it is! It's me!" A voice called out.
I blinked a couple of times, dumbfounded, as a person stepped out from behind the rubble. It was a tall man with shiny black hair and pale green eyes. He was also naked.
"OH shit." I turned away from him quickly, "Whoever you are, put some clothes on!" I called over my shoulder.
"What? Clo-- Oh! Right. Humans wear clothes."
It took me a minute to process that it was Pinky's voice. The talking cat's voice was coming from the mouth of a strange naked man.
I whipped around, not caring if he was naked or clothed. " Wait a minute... You were-- ARE-- a cat!! A TALKING ALIEN CAT!" I accused him.
He gave a sheepish grin, " Well actually," He said, "I'm a fugitive talking alien cat."
I gaped at him, probably looking like a fish.
Thankfully he had stepped back behind the rubble, so he was only visible from the waist up. He wasn't bad to look at, he was long and lithe, built like a runner or a basketball player... or a cat. His black hair was a bit shaggy, choppy in places, but fell right over his brow where it made his pale green cat eyes stand out. Not my type, but some lucky alien lady would definitely eat him alive. I wasn't sure if that was literally eat him alive, or not.
I laughed nervously. "This is a prank, right?"
He stared at me dumbly. "A....what?"
"Are you tricking me?" I clarified.
"Oh! No, I'm not. I'll explain, but I need pants."
I rolled my eyes, "Wait here." I told him.
I scrambled back up the rubble to my bedroom and went to my closet. I had a few clothes in the back from my ex that seemed to be about the same size as the now human Pinky Potato. I dug out a pair of basketball shorts and black t-shirt and brought them back outside.
"Here." I handed the clothes to him, being glad to get rid of any memories of my obnoxious ex-boyfriend.
I turned around for him to change when question popped into my head.
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