Challenge #43: Christmas lights Title: Christmas Lights 10-13 Author: Rebel Warning: Angst and veterinarians Timeline: Post-513 Author's notes: A continuation of the series that began with "Justin Saves a Kitten." Parts 1-5 are here. Parts 6-9 are here. There are four more drabbles in this post, and each condom goes to Justin.
What Rage Saw By Rebel
Rage tried to lift up his head, but it was too much effort. He opened his eyes, and even that made his heart pound.
He looked around the place he was in, then squeezed his eyes shut again. He didn’t know where he was, except this was the place with the bad smells and the sharp needles. He didn’t like it here.
And where was Justin?
Rage took a long, deep sniff, and thought he could smell just the littlest tiniest trace of Justin’s scent, and Brian’s. He buried his nose in the bad-smelling towel, and gave one quiet “mew.”
What the Vet Tech Saw By Rebel
Nancy was scribbling something on the chart of a Persian cat in the cage next to the little kitten who has bitten the Christmas tree lights. She heard him make a very small sound. “Hey, little guy! I know two people who are going to be very, very happy to hear you’re awake!”
She reached in the cage and touched his head very softly, but she wasn’t Justin or even Brian, so Rage considered biting her.
But it was just too much effort, so instead, he just made sure his eyes were shut very tightly and pretended to be asleep.
Coffee Thoughts By Rebel
Justin was still asleep when Brian slipped out of bed and padded downstairs. Usually when he made coffee, Rage would meow and give him instructions and generally supervise to make sure that it was done right. Because without that morning coffee, neither Justin nor Brian would be capable of preparing his breakfast or cleaning his litterbox.
Not that Brian did that. Not even that time Justin’s allergies acted up, before they got the dust-free litter. No, Brian had paid the housekeeper extra to do it.
The phone rang, and Brian grabbed it. The caller ID said Pittsburgh Animal Medical Center.
Waking Up By Rebel
Justin was awake, but since being awake meant an aching hole in his chest, he tried to get back to sleep. He closed his eyes tightly, and tried to think about nothing. Especially not his kitten, in that lonely cage. What if he woke up and thought they’d abandoned him?
Justin sniffled, pressed his face harder into the pillow, and tried to make his mind blank.
He must have fallen asleep, because the next thing he knew, Brian was shaking his shoulder. “Wake up!”
Justin sat up like a shot. “What?”
Brian grinned. “He’s awake and apparently asking for you.”