The Weiss Kreuz 100

Weiss and Schwarz shared a confessional last week with 10 points each.  Schreient, again, will never give up their secrets!

The prompt for this week is #5 - Cats.

Pet cats, Momoe's cat, the Kitten's House, Abyssinian, Bombay, Persia, Siberian, Manx, Balinese - there are cats everywhere.

No matter how you write a cat(s) into the drabble - write it in just 100 words.


All are welcome to play!  Don't be shy - we won't bite.  Challenge yourself to 100 words!

Title: Time to Play
Character: Schuldig, Farfarello
Challenge: #5 - Cats
Team: Schwarz
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Series: Kapitel


"They have such stupid weapons. I'm surprised none of them died yet," Schuldig laughed as he watching the four work in a flower shop with the most ridiculous name he had ever heard. Kitten in the House.

Farfarello sat in the passenger seat and just shrugged as a reply.

"And they have stupid code names too." Schuldig continued.

"Really?"

"Yep, they use cat breeds."

"Kitties, eh?" Farfarello chuckled playing with his knife and licked the tip of the weapon. "I like kitties. Can we play with them?"

"We can," Schuldig nodded, smirking, "but Brad said not to kill them. Said they will be useful."

"Did he now?"

Title: Random Reading
Character : Crawford
Challenge: Cats
Team: Weiss
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Author’s Note: Cat Information Source


If Schuldig was a cat, Brad Crawford thought as he flipped through a cat magazine, he would be a Siamese.

They are a handful and owners must be prepared to devote them plenty of time. They have a highly developed variety of cries for all occasions to gain attention.

That’s about right, he chuckled, reading on.

They do not like being ignored or left for long periods because of their sensitive nature which renders them liable to mood swings and unpredictable behaviour.

A flicker of the Sight caused Brad to reach for his cell phone and give Schuldig a call.

Title: Of Cats and Men
Challenge: Cats
Team: Schwarz
Characters/Pairing: Farfarello/Schuldig
Word-count: 100
Rating: PG



He had finally found his tribe. All of them fallen, lost and not desiring to be found any time soon. One would lead them on their Mission, one would make the angels weep and the third one... was interesting. Watching him all the time, never revealing his intentions in his deviously bright head. What-ever they were, Farfarello had a feeling he would approve.

Schuldig wasn’t sure if it was all him or if the voices were interfering again, but it didn’t matter. There were pleasant, alluring little caresses, a thought crystallising and taking over his mind: 'Purr for me, kitty!'