Grumpy Cat Memes Novels & Stories

I jerk up, narrowing my eyes and pursing my lips. “It’s on,” I warn them and dive in. * I type a reply only to delete it. Biting my lip, I shift my eyes from my computer to Orange Cat, a cleverly named orange tabby, I know. He’s one of the three barn cats Grandpa has let inside. We also have Black Cat, who is—you guessed it—black. And Tabby, a grey tabby cat. Creativity is obviously not Grandpa’s strong point. Nearly half an hour has passed and I still haven’t replied to my sister’s email. I don’t know what to say. My heart skips a beat in my chest butterflies swarm in my stomach. Closing my eyes, I flop back on my bed, mulling everything over.

Desmond sat in his wheelchair, Chunky the cat curled in his lap. "This cat keeps trying to stow away on your ship," Des stated, smiling, but sadness present in his eyes. Chunky eyed Thane immediately, hopping off of Desmond's lap to curl around Thane's legs. Thane crouched down, scooping up the massive feline and scratching under his chin. "I'll miss you too, big guy," Thane murmured, barely audible over the cat's purring. "What am I, chopped liver?" Desmond joked. Thane put the cat down, dipping at the waist to embrace his childhood friend. "Come on, Des. You know I'll miss you."

Kate chided, slamming a hand over her mouth. Gracie groaned, shaking her head. “I really didn’t need the mental image of my cousin f*cking my friend”. “I think it’s cool”. “No it isn’t”. Gracie raised a brow at her and Kate rolled her eyes. “Admit it. You guys f*ck less and that's why you miss him more”, Catherine teased. Gracie shook her head. “Don't listen to her. He's probably stressed because of all the planning, just give him time”.

"Don't listen to these voices they are nothing" She turned to her husband father cat and said "These humans are so shameless, they even don't know how to control their voices. Hump!" With that the trio left from their

"Then go rob a bank. You guys are ghosts, right? No one would even know that anyone breached their security. Come to think of it, the more I think about it, the better it sounds. You guys can actually make me super-rich within the twinkle of an eye.“ “We are not fairy godmothers or genies. Get.that.Straight." Mason stated. “Oh, that's right. You guys can't even remember who you are so maybe you've forgotten that you had powers." “You're dumber than I thought," Mason facepalmed. "Hey, grumpy, you know nothing about my IQ, so stop jumping to conclusions.” "I'm not. Your way of reasoning just supports my hypothesis," he smirked. Can you just imagine that? He smirked! Grumpy annoying Mason smirk

“I cannot wait for the day Vera good gets into a fight and Eden would not be there!” “That day will be brutal” I closed the laptop. I opened it again immediately and refreshed. There was a meme now. Someone had taken a part of the video and turned it into a GIF, the exact moment Erica had me by the hair and my face was doing something undignified, and put it side by side with a stock image of a cat being held by the scruff. The account that posted it had no profile picture, no followers, no posts except this one. I knew who made it. WREN!

Anything for a laugh – honestly, it’s like currency in our little group. “I don’t know...” Kate murmured, already retreating into that overly responsible corner of her brain. “Oh, come on. It’s not like you’re studying for an entry exam to Yale,” I said, letting a little irritation slip into my voice. She gave me a deadpan look. “You don’t know my life.” “Girl, your life is memes, sarcasm, and occasionally passing math.” “Fine,” she groaned, caving at last. “Good girl.” I winked like a smug aunt handing out wine at a family dinner.

l say exasperated. “Gurl you better make some time! He sounds like a fine ass man, this.. Manny guy. You don’t wanna be an old maid do you? Alone, bored, reading old romance novels, living with a billion cats, your pussy collecting cobwebs!” She bust out laughing. Jeez Grammy I couldn’t do nothing but laugh also smh.

So I pulled out my phone again, this time scrolling through my saved folder labeled “EMERGENCY GIGGLES.” I found a meme I knew would work. A sketchy cartoon cat trying to play a grand piano with arms that were way too short. It was dumb. Like, impressively dumb. “Look at this,” I said, turning the screen toward him. He glanced at it. Blinked. Then let out a snort. “That’s so stupid,” he said. “But you smiled.” “No, I didn’t.” “You totally did.” He rolled his eyes, took a long sip of juice, then bumped his shoulder into mine. “Okay. Maybe I did.”

I reply, grabbing his hand. He pulls me up into his room. I strip the layers of scarves, coats, and hats off. Why can't humans have fur? We're mammals too. Zander stares at my Christmas sweater. I forgot I put it on. Right my 'Grumpy Cat.' "Why are you wearing that?" He laughs.