Jonathan's POV
"Alright, Moo make sure Delirious doesn't try to run off again alright?" Vanoss instructs while grabbing his shoes.
"I don't need a babysitter, I'm 28 for goodness sake, Mother Vanoss." I state hotly from my position by the kitchen entrance. I am in charge of supper, which is going to be lasagna because it's one of my specialties. Although everyone trusts me, they're afraid I might get attacked or harassed again, so that's why Moo isn't joining them on their journey to the supermarket.
After my display of attitude, Evan is immediately in my face, fanning it with his hot, minty breath. I struggle to keep my composure.
"I know you don't like this, but I'm not letting you disappear like that again got it?" He demands, but with a softer note to it. I give in nodding my head and averting my eyes from his intense gaze.
"Good." He runs his fingers in my hair, tousling it, and before I can process it, a small blush makes it way to my cheeks. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Brock's "so that's how it is" expression, and I glare at his cocky demeanour.
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When everyone finally leaves the vicinity, I immediately turn to Brock, who is whistling casually.
"Don't you even dare, because I'm surprised I haven't found you and Brian making out in a corner yet." He turns magenta, before shaking his head in dismissal.
"I-I'm going to be in the backyard gathering the medicinal herbs I've been growing." He announces.
"Okay, well I'll be in the kitchen listening to the radio and making lasagna." I shrug, before venturing into the kitchen.
In one fluid motion, I have the radio on, and I'm already beginning to shred cheese and chop veggies. *Play Song* A song comes on that I've only heard a few times, but I find myself enjoying, and I begin to softly hum along while swinging my whole body to the tune. I begin placing layer upon layer of lasagna goodness, preparing the mouthwatering dish for the oven.
I spin around gracefully, placing the delicious meal into the oven, before closing it and pressing down the bake time. I shake my hips and sing out the melody, not caring what I look like and pulling off the bulky oven mitts I'm wearing. A rush of cool air brushes against my body before something more solid is holding my hips still.
"So this is what you're doing now that you're free? Must be nice, Delly." A clear, smooth feminine voice distracts me from the sweet melodies of the radio. She rests her chin on my shoulder, and my mind protests. Let me deal with this, we have a score to settle, Jonathan.
Hah! Why should I? How do I know you're not going to wreck the house and the dinner I made.
Oh come on! That's the least of your worries when you're about to be kidnapped, again!
I turn to face evenly tanned skin, sleek black hair, and contrasting blue-green orbs, that steadily shift to golden when she grows cheetah ears and a tail.
"Long time no see, Ali."
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Brock's POV
I smell some of the mint leaves, determining they're ripe for the picking. Adding some to my collection of gathered herbs, my predator instincts go into overdrive, streaming warning messages to my brain. Something isn't right. I conclude that checking up on Jon will probably settle my jumbled nerves, but it only makes them worse.
When I enter the kitchen, I notice the soft playing of the radio, but what stands out, is the fact that Delirious is being trapped between the counter and girl. She slowly turns her head as if she already expected me, flashing a row of brilliant whites filed to sharp points. She also has ears and a tail that belong to a cheetah, hence this girl is obviously a hybrid. Her movement allows me to get a glimpse of Delirious' expression, but to my horror, his ears and tail are already out, accompanied with deep, midnight blue eyes. You've got to be kidding me, Evan is gonna butcher me!
"Wow, what a cutie. Why do you always know all the hot ones, Delly?" The vixen purrs, and Delirious is clearly unimpressed. I quickly put my guard up, revealing my chocolate coloured wings dipped in white, and my eyes shift to a menacing black colour.
"And a bald eagle too. Wish I was that interesting." Still pinning Delirious, she dips her head into the crook of his neck, causing him to growl in annoyance.
"Still smelling good as always my friend." She grins a Cheshire grin, which confuses me, until seconds later crashing can be heard from the front door. Footsteps pound rapidly through the mansion until they stop at the kitchen doorway, indicating a very peeved Vanoss. A chorus of footsteps notify me that everyone is rushing to catch up to him.
"Who the hell are you, and why are you in my home!?" He snaps with clenched jaws.
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Evan's POV
The nerve of that witch! Her body is way to close to Jon and I don't like it.
"The name's Alinne, but call me Ali. I'm sorry to inform you that I'm not as easy and mindless as KK was. Seriously though, why are you all so hot?" In the blink of an eye, Ali is in front of Mini, who squeaks in surprise.
"So adorable." She purrs, embracing him, and I can practically see the steam spouting out of Wildcat. Getting the chance, I rush over to Delirious, who is in full on psycho mode at the moment, but I could care less.
"She didn't do anything to hurt you right?" I ponder over his body, inspecting for any anomalies besides his navy blues.
He chuckles an overly insane laugh, which I've grown accustomed to, before grabbing my shoulders, flipping us so I'm pinned between him and the counter. A nervous breath escapes me.
"Relax Vanoss, Ali is a real flirt so it's more likely that she'll go after you." I begged to differ, but with his face so close to mine, my judgment is clouded. His hand unexpectedly runs up the side up my neck, reaching up to my jaw and cupping it.
"So cute." He whispers under his breath as I blush, trying to squirm from the intense midnight stare. It's so hard to keep my cool when I just want to take everything this creature in front of me has to offer, here and now.
"S-stay away from me!" Our attention is drawn back Mini, who's no longer Mini, but some sort of demon-like creature. Guess he used his nightmare shape-shift.
"Damnit." She hisses jumping back in surprise, and Wildcat is there to comfort a rather traumatized Mini.
"I guess trying to beat all of you will be-oof!" Ali is cut off when Wildcat jumps up, lunging hoofed feet straight into her stomach, sending her crashing into a cupboard.
"You'll pay for touching my Mini, whore!" He howls. Using his rage, he uses his special ability to manipulate his voice for attacking. I quickly cover up Delirious' ears, who gets the idea before covering mine for me. Wildcat opens his mouth, and everyone takes cover.
The eardrum-ripping noise momentarily deafens Ali, who winces before speaking loudly.
"This isn't over!" Immediately, she's gone, leaving a scarred Mini, psycho Delirious, a satisfied Wildcat, and everyone else with a "WTF" expression.
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Care to tell us when Mini became yours?" Nogla inquires, while Lui giggles like a child. After explanations , no one forgot about Tyler's claim, although at least they aren't harassing Delirious and I. Speaking of the raccoon, he is currently curled up on my lap, fast asleep after eating a big meal. I subconsciously begin petting his soft fur.
"T-Tyler, look what you did." Mini protests in embarrassment, and I add fuel to the fire.
"Delirious accidentally saw them making out intensely yesterday. Poor thing was whiter than a ghost." I say, earning few chortles and a blushing Craig and Tyler.
"Well, I don't care what you guys say, because Craig is cute and mine, so stay away." Tyler grumps, still blushing.
"We never established that." Mini grumbles quietly, and is answered with a warm embrace.
"Close enough." Tyler buries his head into Craig's shoulder, while setting Mini's face on fire.
"Minicat! Minicat!" We all chant in unison, waking up Jon.
He yawns, stretching his paws before looking up at me with confused blue eyes. I shrug and scratch behind his ears, causing a low rumbling noise indicating his happiness. He rolls around, belly up in the air, looking at me with hopeful eyes. I hesitate, but he pouts so I give in, rubbing slow circles into his tiny tummy. He melts like honey on my lap, and I smile at the little display.
"How about we talk about the H2OVanoss going on over there." Mini smirks, and I give him a warning look, before letting my thoughts roam, still sinking my hands into soft fur.
To be honest, I can't deny this as simple attraction, but I'm afraid. Afraid that I've fallen too far for someone who is so imperfectly perfect. Afraid that my affections won't be returned.
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A/N Bleh, I feel like this chapter is a little rushed, but anyways that's okay if you guys enjoy it. Sorry it's a bit short though. Always lovin' the comments, and I will make it up to you guys by having a very...interesting chapter next time. Ignore bad grammar etc. and have a wonderful day!
~misty-chaos
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