The Fridge Ate the Cat

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Originally posted here. 
==Logan==
Logan yawns a jaw-cracking yawn, stumbles from his room to the kitchenette in search of brekkie. He fumbles himself a bowl of cereal, fights open the fridge, grabs the milk–
""Mau.""
–from the door, hip checks it closed, and shtumps to the table. He drops down his bowl, slumps in his chair, feels around–
""Maau.""
–for the cap, and pours–
""Maaau.""
–some milk over his cereal except ….
How the fuck is the jug floppy.
""Maaaau.""
Logan takes the jug in two hands–
""Maaaaau.""
–turns it over his cereal.
Chao greets, ""Good morning, Logan.""
Logan grunts.
Fridge opens.
Logan shakes–
""Ma–""
–the–
""–a–""
–milk–
""–a–""
–over–
""–a–""
–his–
""–a–""
cereal.
""–au.""
Jug’s out of his hands, much colder, smoother jug in his hands.
"The fuck didn’t the milk work?"
The jug’s out of his hands.
""You were holding a cat.""
Milk pours on cereal.
"The fuck the fridge stocking a cat?"
""You’ll have to ask it.""
Fridge opens.
Logan squints in its general direction. "The fuck’re you stocking cat?"
""Maaaaaaau.""
"The fuck it sounds like a cat?"
""Possibly because it is what it eats and it ate a cat.""
Logan grunts, returns to his cereal. "Feng’s gonna be pissed."
== Feng ==
「Good morning, Brother,」 greets Feng. 「Good morning, asshat.」
「Good morning, Feng,」 replies Chao. 
「Morning, blockhead,」 grunts Logan. 
「I made you toast,」 says Chao.
「Thank you!」 
「Fucking fridge eats cats,」 warns Logan. 
「The fridge eats cats?」
「It does,」 says Chao. 「It needs the protein to live.」
「Oh.」 Feng considers the refrigerator. 
「Fucking appliances,」 grumbles Logan. 
「Brother, does this mean I should start rescuing refrigerators, as well?」
「I think they can fend for themselves; it seems they can move rather quickly--after all, they are running.」 Chao sets down his chopsticks. 「Logan, what do you think?」
「Are you two fucking with me?」
「Of course not,」 assures Chao. 
「It's too early for that,」 adds Feng. 
Logan grunts, inhales cereal.
「Maybe I should team up with a refrigerator,」 muses Feng. 「It clearly knows what it's doing.」
Logan shoves in--glowers. 
==Mr Xiong==
Mr Xiong, fussy Fei Yen against his shoulder, opens the fridge.
"M-maaau," greets a cat.
"What on earth are you doing in there?" asks Mr Xiong, lifting the cat as gently from the shelf by the scruff of its neck.
"M-aa-aau." Cat glues itself to his other shoulder.
"There, there," he soothes, minimally stroking its head whilst holding it close with one arm. "I have to get Fei Yen a bottle–"
Cat wraps a forearm around his neck.
"Okay, I’m not putting you down." Wonders–!!!
Cat nuzzles his neck.
Mr Xiong pads back to the master, thanks the heavens he left the closet open a fraction–
Cat sniffs.
–opens it further–
Cat sniffs more.
–and leans over the laundry hamper.
Cat leaps in.
Mr Xiong carefully tips it over, returns to the kitchen.
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