Minnie

"Honestly, I remember a good damn bit about my childhood. Mainly because it was such hell that it'd be damn impossible to forget about. But I am hella thankful for my sister, Aria. She helped me get through it. And I'm thankful for that. I hope you're dancing with the stars in joy, my sister. But anyways, I'm getting hella off topic. Let's start the story."  
MINNIE 
CH. 1
"If I'm to share you my story, I need to start from my first memory. Let's, uh, see here. Okay! I was supposed to be born in a litter of three, but one of us didn't make it. I believe it was a tom, but that's what Mama Hellcat told me. It's hard to believe anything she damn says now after that... Wait! No spoilers! Got it!"
Minnie was curled up tightly into a ball in the corner of the den, mewling. "Mama! Where's mama?!" she cried, trying to sniff the air for her scent. Her eyes were still closed, even though it was past the due time for them to open. She was in a panicked mode, regarding the fact she hasn't sniffed her mother's scent for several hours now. She began whining again until someone hushed her.
 
"Shut up, Minnie. I'm here." 
"Mama Hellcat wasn't the most, uh, comforting cat. But hell, if she didn't teach me a lot about life, I don't know if I would've made it. Yeah, she was selfish and hella evil, but I still loved her. I still do. Even though I say that I hate that damned cat, I don't truly mean it. Anyways!" 
The flamepoint ragdoll started to purr as she crawled over to her mom, which resulted in an attack of licks against her fur. "Mama!" Minnie squeaked, sniffing around to try and face her. Seeing that Minnie's eyes were still closed, her mother sighed.
"The hell? It's been three weeks now and your damn eyes are still closed," she snorted, shaking her head. Minnie frowned. "M-my eyes will open soon!" she squeaked, trying to find her using her nose. 
Her mother shook her head and sighed. "Hell no they won't. Your sister's, Aria, eyes has already opened. You're a disappointment," the older female chuckled and poked her gently on the nose. Minnie squeaked, "I'm not a disappointment! I'll grow up to be a strong cat, just you wait!" she declared. Her mother rolled her eyes. "What's the use in a cat if they're blind?" 
"Just to let you guys know, Mama Hellcat HATED blind cats. She sensed them as weak and useless. That might be one reason why she hated me so much when it took me a few weeks to open my eyes. I don't damn know, though." 
Minnie crawled over to her mom and started drinking her milk, purring as she tasted the sweet taste of the liquid. She then pulled back, a frown on her face. 
"M-mama?" 
"Yes, idiot?" 
"Where's Aria?"
"I-I'm here!" 
"Humph."
Aria's sweet meow was echoing through the den as she stumbled into the room. Minnie's mother's head shot up as she glared at Aria and the tom that brought her. "Liam, why in the damned hell did you bring Aria outside, you foolish tom!" she hissed, turning her head in a sudden wave of anger. The tom rolled his eyes. "Yo, sis, I didn't bring her outside," he grumbled. "She just sneaked out so I had to bring her back in," he meowed, smirking.
"I don't give a hell damn what happened! Either way, Aria, you're in some damn trouble! No devil or God can save you now!"
"My mom was kinda weird, honestly. When you hear her say that sentence, you know you're bound to be in some hell. And that hell includes our biggest fear: being groomed to death. 
Aria squeaked and squirmed out of the tom's grasp. "Eek!" she squeaked, crawling away. "You're a mouse to me, you fool! You can't escape!" 
"Like I said, my mom was pretty weird." 
The tom chuckled to himself. "You're really weird, Lily," he commented before turning away to pad out of the den as soon as Lily had pinned Aria down. 
"No!"
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