ObliviousKnight Posted February 29, 2008 Share Posted February 29, 2008 Based on a true story It's that time of the night again. So here I am, sitting cross-legged on the blue-green loveseat, with my biochemistry book””a bloody huge white elephant””occupying the opposite seat, with the class notes crammed into the crease between the pages. I've got a bowl full of Corn Flakes on the coffee table next to the arm of the chair. Hey, I usually feel the urge to eat something when I'm studying, and at least I'm not gorging on pizza or ice cream, or Cheetos (ugh, so disgusting), or the other thousand-and-one snack foods that college students stuff their faces with. The air smells vaguely like the ink from a cheap pen, and considering how close my face is to the pages, I could be enjoying a ravishing make-out session with the book. Ugh. Now that's sad. My love life is so empty, I've started to get frisky with my books? Somewhere from my roommate's room, I hear the scramble of paws. Roughly a second later, I see a fat, gray-black-white-furred four-legged creature scurry out of his room, my roommate's tabby cat Ivan. He glances at me for a second, realizing that, oh God, HE CAN'T GET AWAY FROM ALL THE PEOPLE IN THIS APARTMENT! Then I reach for a handful of cereal, the cute little guy thinks that he's in danger of imminent attack. Ivan's reaction is predictable: his tail bushes out until it resembles a very furry hedge, his back arcs into a grey-black hill, his pupils widen, and he does a few awkward steps to his side before the situation turns into a complete rout and he goes running behind the vertical blinders across the patio's window. It's really not a good hiding spot. Yup. It's that time of the night again. I don't know how that cat manages it, scheduled almost like clockwork. My roommate is from an upper-middle class family, so maybe Crazy, Crazy Ivan is just used to being able to prowl around a great big house and pounce on unsuspecting heads from staircases. Maybe it's an energy build-up problem. Maybe he's a regular catnip user””I know that James has a few toys filled with catnip, so it's entirely possible that eight o'clock is simply the cat's stoner time. Ah, the cat is not only a whore for belly rubs, but a pothead? This routine goes on for a while””cat runs in, completely freaks out at my slightest motion, and retreats. Occasionally I get distracted and tease the cat a bit, pretending to stalk him from behind the cushions of the gigantic loveseat. Eventually, I get bored with it. Besides, I really want to study this biochemistry material in advance, for a change of pace. I really don't want to end up staying up all night for an entire week to memorize this stuff. However, that doesn't stop me from getting the urge to play a mean joke on the lunatic feline. The next time Ivan scampers out from James' room, he apparently decides that the back of the loveseat is a really great position from which to ambush some nonexistent prey. After not hearing any motion from the crazy cat for some time, I quietly peek over the edge of the loveseat and see that the cat is still hunched over with a posture of utmost attention, his black-grey tail wagging to and fro every few seconds. I grin and take a deep breath. ”œIT'S A TRAP!!” Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Amidala Skywalker Posted March 1, 2008 Share Posted March 1, 2008 *rolls on the floor laughing* LOL!! That's great! Anyone who has a cat, like me, can sympathize. Although for my cat, his "freak-out time" is 7 or 8 PM. He'll start by getting this crazy look in his eye, then he'll dash all the way upstairs, meow really loud for a minute, then dash all the way down to the basement. Repeat as many times as he feels like it. Excellently written, and I love the Star Wars touch, naturally. That's great. I absolutely loved it. SHE MEANS TO END US ALL!!! DOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!!!!!11eleventyone! There goes Ami's reputation of being a peaceful, nice person. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ary the Grey Posted March 1, 2008 Share Posted March 1, 2008 The Diet Pepsi nearly dribbled from my nose when I read this. Bravo, Chad. Bravo. Immediately reachable by charlesjhall@gmail.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ObliviousKnight Posted March 3, 2008 Author Share Posted March 3, 2008 Heheh, NSFW, on account of disturbing your coworkers with sudden laughter? Mission accompished. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Scorp Jedi Knight Posted March 3, 2008 Share Posted March 3, 2008 Time for my soon to be signature stamp of approval... "OMG GREAT FIC WOW!" Well, you could always just post something like "OMG GREAT FIC WOW!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mythicaa Posted March 4, 2008 Share Posted March 4, 2008 OMG, that's great, I love it. Just the sort of thing everyone wishes to do to cats. LMAO, great one. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Anakin T Skywalker Posted May 3, 2008 Share Posted May 3, 2008 Ahahaha! Yes, let us torture the little kitties! I am not much of a fan of adult cats, so this one was quite fun for me. And I LOVE THE IMPERIAL MARCH! Thanks, Tiana! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dartha Athanth Posted May 3, 2008 Share Posted May 3, 2008 LOL a real scaredy-cat! Darsha Assant turned dark at 2734 posts. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ForceFusion Posted May 3, 2008 Share Posted May 3, 2008 Freakin' sweet! That was just too darn relateable to real life! HA! Aerec Blackwood/Darth Riftor Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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