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Something or someone is in Minute's home and he's about to tear his hair out trying to figure out what it is.
Lately, things have been getting misplaced or just going completely missing. Minute had originally thought that he has just been forgetful lately but when his entire box of takeout had been eaten yesterday, he knew that he had to track down what has been staying in his house rent free for the past month.
Minute looks in the bathroom, in his bedroom, in his closet, until he finally sees something in his attic, two white glowing eyes looking at him. Well that's not reassuring…
Hesitantly turning on his phone flashlight, Minute fully expects the worst but what he does not expect is a black cat with a rainbow headband hissing while defensively standing in front of all of the items he thought he lost.
Behind the cat, Minute can vaguely see multiple blankets, a bag of chips, and a book for some reason? Hopefully the pages aren't too ripped.
Attempting to placate the cat, Minute slowly raises his hands to show that he doesn't mean any harm while trying to inch closer.
"I.. promise that I don't mean any harm?" He slowly extends his arm out, trying to let the cat sniff him while doing a small 'pspspspsp' sound. That's what people usually do with cats, right?
The feline growls at him before eventually caving in and walks to his hand, curiously sniffing it before fully putting its head into his hand, seemingly wanting to be pet.
Melting at the sight, the ender dragon hybrid folds immediately and scratches its head. Upon closer inspection, it seems to be a male based on the star markings on its tail, he looks like a fox with his long pointed ears and like a voidling, his fur is completely black which makes the feline look like a small black hole if you disregard his glowing white eyes and vibrant rainbow headband.
He starts to retract his hand before the cat bites his hand. Minute flinches at the sudden pressure on his fingers but it doesn't actually hurt, seems like the intended purpose was to just continue the petting.
Quietly laughing at the cat's playfulness, Minute glances at the small pile of stolen items again. Seems like that there's also a comb, some plastic containers, and a… stack of cash?
What the hell.
Minute's train of thought abruptly stops when the dusty attic causes him to sneeze, which accidentally causes the cat to jump really high. Minute frantically looks up and extending his arms trying to catch the cat in the air just for him to harshly land on his head instead.
Huffing in amusement when the cat makes himself comfortable on Minute's head, he decides to get out of the dusty attic.
He does take the stack of bills on his way out though.
Watching the young cat excitedly yip and run around his living room while repeatedly falling is definitely a funny sight.
Minute definitely understands why there's so many cat videos on the internet now as he's already pulling out his phone and recording the feline causing havoc and knocking things over. His friends have been nagging at him for being constantly engrossed in his work and not spending enough time outside so a small companion doesn't seem like the worst idea.
Also he's pretty sure he might already be attached.
Well since Minute is set on keeping him, he should probably name him something rather than continuing to call him "the cat" in his head.
Thinking out loud, Minute ponders over a couple of names. Rainbow? No that sucks. Void? Boring name. Minute Jr? Okay maybe not. Spoke? Well, he is chatty—
Minute gets interrupted when the cat suddenly jumps into his lap and paws at his chest, earning a small chuckle out of him. Looks like he really liked the name 'Spoke'. Minute pets him for a bit before letting him jump off of his lap and run around again.
While he's recording Spoke run laps around his house, an alarm on his phone reminds him that it's currently dinnertime.
Minute stands up and heads to the fridge and calling out, "Spoke, are you hungry?"
This earns a meow from Spoke. What a smart cat already responding to his name.
Seems like a good time to see what Spoke likes to eat. Opening the fridge, there admittedly isn't much other than some leftovers. Minute really needs to go grocery shopping soon. He decides to heat up some leftovers he had been meaning to eat.
Just as Minute put the food in the microwave, he felt something tug on his pant leg. He reminds himself that he probably should to trim Spoke's claws later.
"Do you need anything?" Minute crouches down. However, it seems that his trust was ruthlessly being taken advantage of when Spoke swiftly stole the candy bar that was dangling from Minute's pocket and sprinting away.
"Ah… Wait! Come back I don't know if you can eat that!"
Panicking, Minute chases after Spoke, jumping over furniture and all sorts of stuff trying to get to him. However Minute is definitely not built for running as when he turns a corner, he isn't able to stop himself on the slippery floor and painfully crashes into a table.
Doubling over in pain, he spares a look at Spoke and if he didn't know any better, Minute would assume Spoke was making fun of him based on how it looked like Spoke was laughing at him!
That damn cat.
The ridiculous chase finally ended when Minute jumped over the couch and scooping Spoke up in to his arms. After a couple of minutes of Spoke just thrashing around, Minute eventually settled on keeping Spoke on his head, an alternative to which they both end up preferring. He is forever grateful how Spoke isn't clawing his face to shreds right now.
Minute retrieves the heated up food from the microwave and sits at the table. Minute starts eating while occasionally ripping off pieces of chicken to feed Spoke until he starts to refusing.
Other than the fact Spoke almost fell off of Minute's head when Spoke leaned too far forward and Minute frantically putting his hands on his head, Dinner is otherwise uneventful.
To the dismay of Spoke, Minute drops him off of his head as he starts to get ready for bed.
As the hybrid is brushing his teeth, he repeatedly has to stop Spoke from curiously pushing his cup of water off the sink.
After that is done, Minute heads off to bed with Spoke trailing closely behind him. Turning off the lights, Minute jumps slightly when he sees Spoke's glowing eyes staring right at him, momentarily forgetting about his newly obtained cat. Finding the situation humorous, he takes a picture and sends it to his friends.
PMC
MinuteTech:
*Image attached*
[Description: A dark background with ominous glowing white eyes and a rainbow headband in the middle. A silhouette of a cat is visible upon closer inspection.]
Leowook:
dude what is that
Jesterpenetrate:
Aw did you get a cat? :DD
Leowook:
??? Thats not a
oh wait i see it
WHEN DID YOU GET A CAT??
and why does it look so much like you omg like the resemblance is insane
MinuteTech:
Got him today
anyways can anyone come with me to shop for spoke tomorrow?
Jesterpenetrate:
I can't believe you didn't tell your BEST FRIENDS immediately about your new pet,,,,
but yeah im free :)
Leowook:
ughh im busy tomorrow
also spoke is a shit name
MinuteTech:
stop dogging on my cats name bro
he liked it and your gonna make him insecure
Jesterpenetrate:
fym he liked it did he tell you that personally??
MinuteTech:
he did actually
just meet me in petco tomorrow at like 12
you also have a cat so im trusting you to not let me buy anything unnecessary
Jesterpenetrate:
no promises ^^
Spoke was ecstatic! This was better than anything Spoke could've thought of! He was a little scared when Minute (He saw a piece of paper with Minute's name on it and connected the dots rather quickly. Because he's really smart.) ended up finding him and his secret stash but it all turned out really good, like, he even got a name!
Okay.. Maybe Spoke was more than a little scared when Minute spotted him but can you blame him? The last time Spoke got caught he was literally thrown out in the rain for crying out loud! And not to mention, Minute looked super intimidating and stern whenever Spoke would listen in on his work calls.
So, Spoke might've been terrified out of his mind. But the feeling of fear was quickly washed away when he saw the grown man awkwardly shift towards him and maybe the weird sound Minute was making intrigued Spoke, so what? He gave good pets in the end so it doesn't really matter.
Anyways.
Minute was fucking amazing! (Don't tell Spoke's mom he said that, even though he hasn't seen her in a while, mom would get really angry whenever he said a bad word.) Minute let Spoke run rampant around his living room and didn't even get mad if he accidentally knocked one too many things over. And did he already mention his new sick ass name?
Spoke was a little hesitant when Minute was thinking about naming him. Even though he couldn't quite remember what he was called back then, it felt wrong being called something new and nothing ever stuck.
Except when Minute suggested the name "Spoke."
Spoke. That is so cool!
“Hey! Hey! Minute! Minute! I want that one! I want it!” He knew all Minute could probably hear is him just meowing at him but he didn’t care. he needed that name immediately and Spoke didn't even know why he likes it so much, he just felt. Connected to it, in a sense.
Well that all brings him here now, curled up into Minute's side in bed as he seems to be texting his friends or whatever. For the first time in a while, Spoke has a smile on his face as he drifted off.
God, he wishes this lasts.