Homestuck Cats Novels & Stories

Empty of love and full of hate. I grip Lucas’s hand tighter. Binx sits in front of me, growling, and Freya and Pandora circle around me. My father’s eyes flit to my black cat, trying to hide his reaction, which is similar to Abby’s reaction when she realized Binx is still very much alive and well. He came to me when I was ten, and he wasn’t a kitten then. He should be at least sixteen, totally possible for a cat, but it’s obvious looking at him that he’s no senior feline. Ella’s still standing by the car, face pale and eyes wide. She’s looking from me to Lucas to my familiars. She probably thinks they used to be people too, which suddenly gives me the idea to change all my enemies into cats

But he's not like the rest of us, he never leaves his room if he doesn't look like a perfect robot. "So, as you know, this lovely black cat is my mate," I start, pointing excitedly at my mate. She doesn't smile, neither do any of the members of my family, "We had a little bump on the road yesterday, but nothing can't take us down. Uhm, so... we had a reconciliation and... one thing let to another. Anyway, I ended up... knotting her. Like, for real. So, as you know..." Big reactions all around before I can even say it. My mom gasps for air like she's drowning, Archie covers his face in astonishment, Jace shakes his head a lot.

In just a short while that he was here, Kater had already liked a few cats that he liked until their furs were drenched. He trotted around the room like an emperor visiting his concubines. From the café all the way to the outside, he would give the cats he liked two licks. Fortunately for him, the cats were rather docile, so they did not retaliate. Upon seeing that there was another person in the café today, Kater curiously walked toward him. The homeless man was stroking the cats with a gentle and affectionate look in his eyes and petted Kater's head after seeing him arriving.

My eyes grew large and my mouth dropped open in shock. "I will return back to my home, alone, you're no better than gum on my shoe," he spouted. I slapped him hard across his face and said,"fuck you, enjoy being all alone with all your belongings." His eyes narrowed and he huffed,"oh I shall, little witch." He vanished from before me and it felt as if half my being was torn from myself. It caused me to drop to my knees and gasp. Fussy bottoms meowed loudly and rubbed herself against me for comfort. Well that or she wanted her canned food. I determined it to be that latter when she followed me into the kitchen and scratched at the cupboard that contained her din dins. I opened a can of savory

Adam huffs, glaring at Amy's smirking face. Now he has to deal with a furry monster. He hates that little creature. Not only he has to deal with annoying Amy, he also has to deal with her equally annoying pet. Amy found an abandoned cat a year back near her apartment and took him in. Adam was never a cat person but he tried to give it a shot but the cat didn't like him. Milo scratched Adam's legs when he tried to pat him. Such a brat. "Seriously, one day I'm gonna get rid of both you and your damn pet." Amy snickers at his anger.

“What a vicious little bitch. The only reason my owner can’t lose weight is because you bound her to that stupid weight-swap system! “Every pound my owner loses goes straight onto you, and every pound you gain from stuffing your face gets dumped onto her. That’s why the more she diets, the fatter she gets! “Owner, you may be the minor side character in this story, but you’ve actually got amazing luck. You have to stay away from this trashy man and this scheming witch. Not only are they going to get you killed, after you die they’ll use your money to start a company and end up on top!” Listening to the cat’s furious rant, then seeing the gloating look on Chloe’s face, something twisted hard i

" I nodded. Jenna was right. Lenny definitely wasn't going to let this go. I had to be prepared at all times. Jenna shifted the topic and said with disdain, "I really don't get how you both ended up falling for Irene. She's so obviously fake. She can only fool stupid men like you. If she ever tried to pull that act on me, my father would break her legs." After Jenna left, I was still thinking about how to deal with Lenny when he unexpectedly called me with a request to send our cats back to our hometown together. The moment he asked for seven thousand dollars, I knew there was more to it than that.

"Who says they can't protect me? Bubba isn't lame. Missy isn't blind. They're good cats. Touch them and we're done." She looked at me like I'd lost it. She slammed the carrier down. "They're not blind. I am. For dating you." Her voice went ice-cold. "We're done. When the world ends, don't come crawling." The door slammed. I let the cats out fast and finally breathed. Not the first time I'd been called names. Since graduation, people liked to call me "saint." All because I'm a legit cat dad. After college, I rented this place and picked up two strays on a rainy night. One male. One female.

"Enough. He's the captain. Just let it go and head home—I'll see you after I check in." He patted her arm, but Mandy wasn't about to let go. "Why don't you come over? I made cream soup to thank you for saving Momo." Momo, her fluffy Ragdoll cat. Wade hesitated, then nodded and tried calling me. But my phone was dead. Completely out. Annoyance flickered across his face. "Fine, playing games again. If you're not going to answer, then don't ever pick up," he muttered.

With the more detailed info, I start to head towards the bunkroom to wake Sarah, so we can get in her cruiser and head over to Club 8 “Oh, hey Sarge!” “Yea?” “Why did animal control remove the cats before we cleared the scene?” I was a bit perplexed by this chain of events. But his answer knocked the wind out of me. “They removed the cats because people here on scene were starting to ask questions and take pictures with their cell phones. The cats looked like black male lions, which is weird, but one of them appeared to have human like features, including poseable thumbs.” OK, so Officer Randell wasn’t pulling my leg.