Cheshire-Chan Blues

> You set about making coffee

> You set two cups down and took the chair opposite your boss

> 'Look, Anon, I know how you feel.'

> 'Do you?'

> 'Yes. My wife is a Cheshire. And she tormented me the same way. Please listen.'

> Your boss goes into detail about how his wife played pranks on him

> One was when he was up in a tree trying to get his adopted son's kite out

> She screeched near him and he fell all the way down

> A few scratches and one fracture

> That's when her pranks ended since she knew someone could get hurt

> He had also been mad at her, and refused to talk to her for a month

> Her tears and tantrums never ceased

> One day, he came across her injured by a passing car

> He took her to the hospital instantly and admitted her in the ICU

> She was fine apart from the fracture she also received, and he was assigned to take care of her because she had no family

> He did it grudgingly, but also because he did feel sorry for her

> Over the time spent in the hospital bed, they bonded

> He didn't want to talk much, but she coaxed it out of him by cuddling him close and speaking to him soothingly

> Even though she was the patient

> Over time, he warmed up to her affection

> They shared everything about their lives and developed a close relationship

> Soon, they fell in love, got married, and had kids

> 'The point is, Anon, we turned into life partners from our mishaps,' your boss finishes

> He's been talking nonstop for two hours

> 'She may have had a bad start with you, but this could be a good end.'

> He stands up

> 'Would you like to crash here?'

> 'No, thanks. I need to have my cheshy-poo in my arms all the time. Goodnight, Anon.'

> 'Goodnight, sir.'

> As he walks out, you cringe at his use of baby language

> Well, it's clear his affection was genuine

> How the hell could you love a faggot cat like -

> There she was again

> At the door in the pouring rain

> She gazed at you, her eyes sad and melancholic

> You looked back

> 'Anon.'

> Her whisper was soft, full of affection

> The way she had sounded these two weeks

> 'Anon, please give me a chance. Your boss made new reservations here. I'll meet you there.'

> She hands you two fresh tickets

> She plants a soft kiss on your cheek as she teleports away

> You check the address

> La Touche Hotel?

> Hmmm

> Well, if you disliked her, you could sample one of the other mamono there

> You go to sleep with her on your mind

> Not in the dirty sense

> Naturally

> The next day, your boss calls to say it's off for you

> He also reminds you of the Cheshire

> Yeah, yeah

> You go back to sleep

> You wake up an hour before the timing on the reservations

> Oh hell

> You shouldn't have slept

> You brush, shower, shave, and rush out to find the hotel

> You ask for directions a few times and get there five minutes before time

> You walk into the lobby, show your tickets, and are directed to your table

> Cheshy-chan is already there

> 'Hi Anon!'

> She's dressed up for the occasion

> A long, flowing dress with a deep décolletage

> Not bad, purple actually suits her

> You sit down and greet her

> She seems much happier now that you're actually talking to her

> You dine together while talking and laughing about your colleagues and work

> She's surprisingly normal and cheerful

> Sipping wine, you take a stroll around the park

> All the while making small talk about the sun setting and the birds chirping

> While your eyes talked about something else

> She had a mischievous look in her eye

> Not the pranky type, the sexy type

> This was a sea change

> She took your hand in her paw

> 'Can I kiss you, Anon?'

> She looked into your eyes for a moment and then, without waiting for a yes, leaned forward and pecked your lips softly

> You savoured the taste of her lip gloss

> 'What do you say we go back to my place?'

> She kissed your cheek as she waited for your response

> You nodded

> 'All right, that's awesome!'

> She stood up and walked out with you in tow

> You both stepped into her sleek car

> She drove off in the direction of her home

> You both made out a little at the traffic lights

> And at a few intersections

> You soon arrive at her home

> The two of you stepped out, closing the doors

> After making sure her doors were locked, she strolled forward to her door

> She inserted the key and swung it open, sweeping her hands apart in a 'welcome home' gesture

> You gasp at the sight

> Her whole entrance hall is decorated with the flowers and signboards she kept using to try and get you to talk to her, and the neon lights are glowing dimly to create a more intimate atmosphere

> You look around for her

> She's gone

> Oh Ilias, not another prank

> You step forwards and call out her name

> She doesn't answer

> You call out again

> Nothing

> As you're about to call her again a third time, she starts materialising in front of you

> Her fluffy ears appear first, with her grinning face and purple body appearing next

> She has a crop top and shorts on, different from the restaurant

> She's in a kneeling position and holding out a box to you

> 'Will you marry me, Anon?'

> She flicks the box open

> Inside is a little plastic sign saying 'I LOVE YOU'

> You chuckle at the dud

> She must've borrowed it from her mum and made the plastic sign

> Even in relationships, her mischievousness wouldn't go

> But at least it wasn't harmful anymore

> You knelt in front of her

> You took the sign, and pulled out your keychain

> You detached the keyring from it and placed it into the slot near the end of the sign

> 'I'll try you on for size, pussy ears.'

> She giggles at your new nickname for her

> 'I guess I like that. Call me by my new name again.'

> 'Pussy ears.'

> 'Mmmmmmm, being called names turns me on!'

> 'You need to be punished for being a minx.'

> She giggles and runs to the bedroom

> You chase her there, swiping at her tail and ass to catch her and getting quite close, though not enough

> You manage to pin her down in the bedroom

> She lies there panting under you, her soft lips near your earlobe, nibbling it gently

> 'Take me, Anon. Take your pussy ears. Take your minx and show me how manly you are.'

> 'Never ask for something you can't handle.'

> You both undress and make love in her satiny, silky bed

> It was far too comforting

> You both fall asleep in each others arms, worn out

> You woke up late the next day

> Eating breakfast, you didn't feel awkward at all

> Everything felt just right

> You make love again that night since it's the weekend

> And every night after that

> It was a perfect time every night to do the horizontal dance ever since you married her

> She was very tender and giving

> And she was clear on what she wanted from yourself

> You were mostly over your old grudge, you couldn't have found someone better

> Life goes on this way

> You even go to work together in the same car

> Your coworkers comment on how well you get along now

> Your boss is pleased with the arrangement and high-fives you almost every time you meet

> That cat isn't so much of a faggot now

> You grow to love her more and more with each passing day

> She's actually quite sweet and accommodating when you get past her prankster vibes

> She doesn't stop playing jokes, but they're very harmless and easily overlooked

> Like how she hung a bug from the ceiling over your face with string

> You got a real shock when you looked up, and when you batted it away, it popped open to show a sign saying, 'I LOVE YOU ALWAYS AND FOREVER, SLEEPYHEAD'

> You rolled your eyes at that one

> She appeared in the bed and tickled you until you couldn't stop laughing and begged for mercy

> You stayed in each others arms just like that

> You were late for work, but your boss seemed to have guessed that the lovebirds were having fun and didn't say anything

> Life was now perfect without a trickster cat and a loving cat waifu in her place

> Two years later

> You have three kids

> You have to chase them all around the house since they get up to pranks, disappearing when it's bathtime, and leaving paw prints everywhere

> You struggle to get them to wake up in time for school

> Especially as you can have intimate moments when they're being managed there

> On one such moment, before afternoon when they'll come home, you're sitting with cheshy-chan gazing out of the balcony

> You stroked her fur as she sat in your lap, purring contentedly

> 'Anon, do you remember how all this started?

> 'How could I forget, darling?'

> She kisses you softly

> 'I'm glad we forgave and forgot all that. I thought you'd hate me forever.'

> 'For a moment, so did I. My boss convinced me to give it a shot.'

> 'Indeed, I asked him to. For our sake. And for those little devils.'

> You chuckle at her reference to the kids

> 'Say, how about we go and relive the moments of our little spat? I'd like to see those signs I made for you once more so we can recall the times I stood around waiting for you to notice!'

> 'You're on, babe. Let's go.'

> You both stand up and hold hands, or rather, hold hand and paw, and walk in, the memories of how you two first fought, and then made up with each other

> 'Just one thing. Tell me what you told our boss so he'd try to convince me.'

> 'Anything you want, cupcake. You'll know all about it.'

> She starts describing what happened on the day your boss came to your home to talk to you, as you both hold hands, secure in your relationship and knowing that your love for each other has cemented beyond what anyone could've imagined.

The End