[Amelia/Nyx] The Purrfect Day for a Fur-end

[Mysticsage]

Day 17

Nyx woke up from the bed that he and Amelia shared just as the last of her body warmth had left the nest of sheets. She had already left to go about her day for at least an hour or two and he was finally coming around. Fighting as he had these last few weeks had started to change the sleeping habits of the once would be pet turned guardian. He had grown to like his new found life in this world and the thrills and adventure at his beck and call. He could feel himself changing and growing beside his woman as each day passed. However, things didn't seem to be all catnip and cream for Amelia, especially since she realized that she was the one wearing the collar.

Making new furends seemed to help somewhat, but he knew her better than anyone here, and he could smell and see the fear she kept hidden from the rest of the world. It was a distinct pawsiblity that she would work herself to death if she wasn't careful. She always tried her best to always land on her feet, but she only had spent one of her lives, Nyx refused to risk another. If he could just get to see that Cheshire smile again he knew they would be feline better. Not that he would ever admit that seeing her upset put his tail end.

So he had a plan for this morning, to surprise her and really whisker off her feet. To see his human smile before that white haired punk got any closer to her. Not that he even cared what that kitten tried to do. Even if Nyx favored the trash can as much as the tuna can, he knew he could win any cat fight.

He was after all, the leader of the pack and he knew how to prove his pedigree. Then once Amelia was smiling again, they would show them all just how furmidable they both were and handle this demon catastrophe. So he set about his morning to find the purfect thing that would allow him to be a scratch above the rest and get his girl to smile. However, the old trick of a caught bird or mouse didn't seem right. His new found clawity had made him realize just what her opinion was on hurting things weaker than him. Betting up Kurt might make her laugh he did look pretty pawthetic getting between down last time. But that came back down to the whole weaker than him thing.

Finding something that would make her smile would be meowdur. He had litterally have to go on the hunt for something new, unique something ideally her and not something tabby or half assed.

With food on his mind as he tried his best to think about what to do for Amelia he found his way to the kitchen.  Pacing as he thought about what was in his pawer to do for her. What he did not notice was the cook carrying the large bag of flour that then partially spilled over him making him as white as a ghost. If he wanted the perfect date he realized he would have to look outside of the litter box and go into town. Trailing white prints for a while he would have a real tail to tell by the time his day was through. Perhaps she would like a dead bird after all, because if he wasn't careful this black cat might just jnyx himself. After all, this cat was willing to even stake his pride on this one girl.

[info]comedy can sometimes be hard so I figured in honor of bad joke day I would stick to puns can you count them all?[/info]

[Throndir]

[info]+Rep with Nyx![/info]