Chapter 2

[Note from wacky: am I doing good?] When I woke up in the morning, Fluffy was not there. I decided to look for her.  I ran up the streets bumping into twolegs as I ran.  While running I heard a twoleg mutter something like "clumsy old cat!" Well fine then. How would  you like if I called  you guys clumsy old whatevers. Because, lets face it guys. You are WAY clumsier than me. Eventually I found Fluffy,  sitting by a bin. All on her own. "What's up?" I asked. She looked back, suprisingly "oh,um nothing. Nothing really.. I was just sitting here. By this um.. bin." Yeah right.  "Really, Fluffy. Is that the best you could do?" I laughed. "Ok, ok what's really wrong? The truth, Fluffy."
"Mhmmhh.."
"Fluffy"
"Fine look, I think I miss my house.." she said quietly. " your...house?"  Ok, I don't know what a house is. Big deal. Not. "Yes, my house. It was where I lived," she went on "with my owner, and her mom.." she looked as if she would cry. "Fluffy.." I said softly "Its ok. I'm sure if I had a house I would miss it too. You'll get over it "
"No" she said "no I'm not sure I will. Well, not very quickly anyways..."
  "Right." I said. "Lets get you cheered up. " I looked around and saw a lone mouse sitting near another bin, eating an old crispy tayto thing. "Give me a minute.." I whispered. I lowered my haunches, and slowly-very slowly crept up on the mouse. I waited for the right moment then... I POUNCED! I looked up and smiled at Fluffy. "Mouse?" I asked. She took it from my mouth, still sniffling. "Prince.."
"Yeah?"
"Do you think they`ve forgotton about me?"
I paused for a minute, unsure about what to say. If I said yes, would she be sad? Or if I said no, Would she try to return to them?
"Er... I er... I don`t know.. to be honest, Fluffy."
"OK, Then.." Then fluffy started talking. 

Chapter One

I sat on the wall watching the birds flying in the sky. It was good being a stray; Nobody to tell you what to do, call you names like "Fluffy wuffy" or feed you yucky cat food. I have heard of strays like me that got picked up before, so I always try to avoid those pesky... Twolegs. If they approach me I bare my theeth and unleash my claws. Then they know to stay away. The only bad thing about being a stray is It rains a lot and its quite cold. You have no house keep warm in. But other than that I love being a stray. It makes me feel.. Wild, I suppose. Anyway it was that day when I met my best friend. It was that day when I met Fluffy. I jumped off the wall to look for some birds, or mice to chase. I was sneaking up on a plump mouse when I heard a meow from behind. I looked back. I saw a fluffy, green eyed, white persian cat standing before me. "Hi.." She muttered. "Hi!" I said back cheerfully, delighted to see another stray cat. Or at least I thought. For about a minute there was silence. "So how long have you been I stray?" I asked. "Er... A while.." she said quietly. I could tell something was up. Little did I know, I was just about to find out. "Flufffyyyy!!!" called a voice from behind the wall. "Fluffy!!!!!!!!" It shrieked again. "FLLLLUUUUFFFFFYYYY!!!!!" It screamed. That Time it actually frigntened me a bit.. "give it up, bella!" Said a different voice. "she wont show up when you call her, shes not a dog." "But Mom we have to find her! Your not going to say lets just go home. are you?" Said the little voice again. "no.." said the big one. I stared at the white cat in front of me. "Their not looking for you are they?" I asked. "No!!" she shrieked. As if she was nearly in pain. "Fine" she said. "They are looking for me. I have only been a stray for a day-" "A DAY?!?!?!!?" I interrupted her. "Er.. yes, a day..."  "Well uh.. I can help you then." I said "I have been a stray since I was born." Just then I was Interrupted, by a giant hand swooping down on Fluffy. "AHH" She screamed. "Hello fluffy!" It was that voice I heard earlier. Her owner! I had to help her. " Dont worry" I said "Just show your teeth and claws!!" "ok!" She said. When she did that the girl immediatley dropped her. "Oh, Fluffy" She said. "Whats gotten into you? Its that dirty old scraggy black cat isnt it? he put you up to it." I did no such thing!!! She was the one who ran away, I didnt even know her before that! Seriously Theese Twolegs gotta smarten up a bit. "Fine, Fluffy." Said the mini twoleg. "Be like that But you just know that you will have NO shelter NO warmth NO nice food OR NO CUDDLES!" She said. Then walked away. "Geez." I said. "No wonder you ran away"
                                                 ❤❤❤
"So," I said.  "What kind of stuff do you like to do? Im prince." .  "Hmm.." she said. " I like to eat fish, My favourite color is red.." "Cool" I said. "Want to go look for something to eat?". "I havent eaten at all today."  "Sure." she said. We rooted in rubbish cans and stuck our noses into mouse`s homes, until we found some dry cat food spilled on the ground someplace. We settled down to eat. "Ish hawrd beindwg a stwaruy?" Asked fluffy with a mouthful of food. "what?" I said. She swallowed the food "is it hard being a stray? Is what I meant!"  "Oh!" I answered "yes,sometimes."
                                                              ❤❤❤
Later on we found a place to sleep in; It was an old cardboard box with a weak blanket over it. Despite the smell it was OK.

                         [To Be Continued]