Macavity Cats Musical Novels & Stories

I don’t know what happened after the council doors closed because Gillian had ordered me to stay away, and for once, I listened. Maybe because I was too tired to fight him. Maybe because some ugly part of me didn’t want to watch them decide my place in real time. Macy tugs my hand again. “Can I have musicians too?” “Musicians?” “Yes, but not the boring ones. The fun ones.” I arch a brow. “And how do you know the difference?” She gives me a look like I’ve offended her deeply. “I have ears.” “Terrifying.” She beams. “I know.”

“Carter Tech CEO and heir to the Carters of New York. No wonder he got that piece so quickly.” After a few more people, Mavis took the center position. Within a few bars I recognized the song as a popular piece by Vivaldi. It should be an easy win. But when the music ended, Mavis stood there, biting her lip nervously. “Could you play it again,” she asked quietly. “I’m sorry miss,” the host apologized as she handed Mavis a glass of the dark, red wine. “You get one chance only.” “Drink! Drink!” the audience began to chant.

"I didn't expect you to be dressing like that!" Then, he chuckled and flicked her cat ears. "Who are you supposed to be? The mouse from Ratatouille?" "Are you an idiot?" Felicity angrily grabbed her tail and swung it in front of Vermont's face. "I'm a cat! A cat!" Vermont touched the tail; it felt surprisingly soft. Felicity noticed his lowered gaze and made a playful "meow." Just as Vermont was thinking about what to say to Felicity, he immediately paused when he heard that "meow." Then, he lifted his gaze at her.