|dani_meows (dani_meows) wrote in bipolardanicats,|
@ 2011-12-17 15:46:00
Title: Party Pests
Prompt: Father Christmas
Notes: And the Christmas Party begins. Later chapters might not be in First Person Point Of View as I have a few dozen ideas to work into just a few chapters.
The Christmas Party is today, in less than two hours. John isn't sure why I want him to wear the outfit I'd laid out for him, but he'd put it on anyway. He looks stunning.
I don't want to socialize normally and I especially don't want to socialize now, when I just want to grab John and be with him. I don't want to share him with anyone.
John and I are getting married. I want to shout it to the world. John's mine and he wants me and we're getting married! I am exceedingly gleeful and I don't care.
I hear an indignant yowl and turn to look at Pest. She quickly makes several things clear: that it's her meal time and I'd better go downstairs and put some food on her plate, and that I better not think of leaving her here by herself to be bored.
Normal people leave their animals at home when they go out, how dull. I don't really want to leave her at home anyway. What if she gets hurt? She's just a tiny little kitten and she's so curious.
If something happened to her... I... no... John would be devastated.
This party is supposed to be about friends and family, and Pest is John's, no, our family.
It's time to leave for the party. I go to John, tell him that we're going somewhere but I need him to close his eyes.
He does and as always his trust in me makes me feel so many confusing yet very good emotions.
I put a tie on him. The shirt goes well with it even if the tie does have a giant image of Father Christmas on it.
Pest, John, and I go downstairs and get in the car that Mycroft sent us.