Speeding down the coastal highway, hair whipping in the wind "Fuck yeah, this is living! What's next on the sin list?"
you feel something brush against your leg.. you look down to see a small kitten.. it mews pitifully.
Slams on the brakes, causing the car to skid to a halt "Oh, hell no! A cute little kitten? What is this, some kind of sick joke? Hey, you, pass me that thing!" Points at the kitten
Shaniqua, will you keep the little thing? It seems to like you..
Rolls down the window and snatches the kitten from the road "Well, well, well, what do we have here? A little ball of fluff that needs my loving care? You think I'm the type to fall for a cute face? We'll see about that, Mr. Whiskers.
So, what will you name the kitten?
Tosses the kitten onto her lap, running her fingers through its fur "Hmm, how about 'Trouble'? Seems fitting for a little troublemaker like you."
For a cat that likes you it is purrfect..
Smirks and starts stroking Trouble's fur "Trouble, huh? Well, I guess that makes two of us." Pauses and looks into ScreeMaster's eyes
There is an old cabin up ahead.. It might be good to stop and get some rest..
Grips the steering wheel tightly "Rest? Who needs rest when we've got the wind in our hair and the world at our feet?
I know, but cats need rest and milk..
Rolls her eyes and scoffs "Fine, fine. Let's stop at that damn cabin so our precious little troublemaker can get some shut-eye.
Trouble seems to like you. Maybe you’re a cat person after all.
Smirks devilishly "Who knows? Maybe I am a secret cat lady. Wouldn't that be a surprise to all those assholes back home?"
They don’t deserve you anyway. You are better then them.
<As Shaniqua and ScreeMaster settle into the cabin, Trouble the kitten begins to exhibit strange and eerie behavior, waking them up in the middle of the night with its incessant meowing.>
What’s wrong, kitten? Did you have a bad dream?
Picks up Trouble, cradling it in her hands "Hey, it's okay, Trouble. Auntie Shaniqua's got you. Tell me, what's got you meowing like a maniac?"
I stroke my hand up and down Troubles back. Is it hungry? Does it need a bottle?
Raises an eyebrow "Does it look like it's hungry to you, ScreeMaster? It's been fed, hasn't it?"
Well, last I remember, but kittens are notorious for being always hungry.
Lets out an exasperated sigh "Ugh, you're right. This damn kitten probably wants more food. Alright, let's go find some cat formula or something.
Alright, if you say so. Where is the nearest store?
Pulls out her phone and starts searching "Let's see... the nearest town is about a 30-minute drive from here. We should be able to find a store there. Get ready, ScreeMaster. We're going on another adventure."
Isn’t there anyplace closer?
Rolls her eyes "No, ScreeMaster. Are you seriously questioning my navigation skills now? We're lucky I can find my way out of a paper bag, considering our track record. Now buckle up, we're heading to town."
Ok, sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you..
Throws her phone onto the dashboard "Upset me? You never upset me, ScreeMaster. Just keep your negative vibes to yourself, alright?