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Screw you, it's not that easy.

[Mew? :c]

*Yeah, he's gone over the edge because he's sitting out here snapping at a kitten in his garage* You don't give a damn, do you? *he said rhetorically, reaching out a hand to scratch the tiny thing behind the ears*

[Aw, she can't stay sad now. Scratches make everything better! She purrs softly and nuzzles the man's hand, her tail twitching with delight.]

Mrrew.

*He was half expecting a swat and a bite with how his week was going, and he couldn't help but smile and continue the scritching* You're not going to bring me bad luck are you? Don't need any of that.

[Purrs some more at the man continues to scratch him. Bad luck? Nah, she's not that kind of cat. She's a roamer, always stumbling into new places. She soon rolls onto her back and bats at his finger playfully, mewing with pure amusement.]

*Well, that's good. It wasn't that Dean didn't like animals - he just never really had a chance to be around them. But he figured he could warm up to kittens if they were all this awesome. He wiggles his fingers as she bats at them - and yeah, maybe it's totally not a Winchester thing, but hey, he hasn't felt much like a Winchester this year anyway. He's allowed to play with a kitten*

[There could be some kittens that weren't friendly but not her. She pretty much loves everyone. She mews softly in delight as she bats at the wiggling fingers, amused. Soon though, she rolls onto her paws and makes a surprise jump onto his arm, easily walking up his arm and curling herself onto the space between his neck and shoulder, nuzzling him with a purr. This was her favorite spot to sleep on humans. :3]

*Dean couldn't really think of a week in his life that had been worse than this one - well, forty years in hell was probably worse - but even Dean wasn't completely immune to the wiles of a cuddly black kitten and he rubbed over her nose with a finger as she curled up on his shoulder* Suppose you expect me to stay mostly still so you don't fall off, huh?

[Purr! Kitty wiggles her nose and nuzzles him again. She likes you. :3 Oh no, you don't have to. She's very good at keeping her balance. Walk allyou want. ^^;]

*That's a good thing because Dean really isn't that great at just sitting still. Lisa would probably have a cow if she knew Dean had brought you in the house, but she's at work and you're not going to tell anyone, so he can't bring himself to mind and heads inside toward the kitchen, getting himself a glass and pouring some water as he leaned back against the counter*

So what do you think I should do, huh?

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