Rhys got up,leaving the paperwork at desk,to kiss her but he stopped in his tracks when he saw something black and furry in her arms.
She looked at him,her blue-grey eyes shining.She gave him a smile,a smile she gave him when she wanted something.Rhys stepped closer,nearer to her until he saw what Feyre was holding.He sucked in a breath.
“Did you steal someone’s cat,darling.”
She brought the cat closer to her face and pouted her lips,”She’s a stray.I found her at the rainbow,in my shop.”
Rhys pinched the bridge of his nose.He hated cats.When he was young, about 15 years old,Cassian had brought a stray cat into their house,which his mother let him keep.Needless to say that cat hated Rhys and tried to scratch his Illyrian wings.
“Please, Rhys.This cat doesn’t have a home.”
“Feyre,I love you but no.I can give you everything else except this.”
“What do you have against cats,Rhys?”
He sighed,”When I was…,”
Vivian came in and grinned,”Hey!”
You are telling me about it later she whispered through the bond.
Vivian saw what was in her mother’s arms.She squealed with delight as she gathered the cat in her arms.
“This is the stray cat in the shop,right?”
Feyre nodded.He gulped. If Feyre wasn’t able to convince him,she brought in Vivian,their 17 year old daughter.
“Dad, can we keep it?”
Her eyes widened,her lips pouted,her violet eyes glimmered as she brought the cat to her face,stroking it with her cheek.
The puppy dog face.Rhys wasn’t able to resist that,he wanted to give his daughter everything she wanted after all she was his daughter.The first child born in centuries for Night Court.The cat meowed,widening its eyes.
Don’t give in ,Rhys,Don’t give in.
Rhys let out a breath,”Alright.”
“Yes!,”Both Vivian and Feyre screamed.
“Thank you,daddy.I love you.”
Vivian cradled the cat.The cat playing with the strands of loose hair.
“I’m going to call you…Luna.”
The cat meowed as if it accepted and Vivian walked away with it.
It was Bee’s idea to suggest a service dog to Andrew
She brought it up during his joint session with Aaron
Andrew simply said “No.” before standing up and leaving
He figured the dog would be more trouble than it was worth, and would attract a lot of unwanted attention. Plus he didn’t think he needed one, simple as that.
He never told Neil about Betsy’s suggestion
It wasn’t until he left Neil alone at Palmetto for a week while he traveled around looking at Pro Exy teams, that he began to entertain the idea.
Neil told him he was ‘fine’ without Andrew constantly next to him
(He woke up a couple nights from nightmares but he wasn’t about to complain)
But the day before Andrew got back was a really bad day, and Neil couldn’t hide his panic attack from the others. Matt called Andrew when he couldn’t get a response out of Neil, and it was only after about ten minutes of Andrew talking to him on the phone that Neil could finally breathe again.
Andrew Minyard and cats will never not mean everything to me. Consider these concepts:
Consider: Andrew silently assigning the cats percentage points when he’s annoyed not that he’ll ever admit it out loud
Andrew Minyard telling the cats “I hate you” as often as he tells Neil.
Andrew Minyard then proceeding to feed them and allows the cats to gently headbutt his hands in appreciation
King Fluffkins coughing up a hairball and Andrew freezing up and cautiously staring at the cat because? what is he supposed to do??
Andrew keeps his reaction impassive, but he cleans up the hairball diligently anyways and make sure to keep the cat in his sight for the rest of the day
(If Neil catches on that he’s being nicer that day than he usually is, well, Neil knows when to keep his mouth shut)
Consider: one of the cats getting food poisoning and really sick
Andrew literally dropping everything he’s doing to rush to the vet
Andrew Minyard walking in and dumping the poor cat on the alarmed receptionist’s desk
Andrew keeping his face neutral as always but for once he really is concerned.
The vet asking for the cat’s name.
Andrew deadpanning “Sir Fat Cat McCatterson”
Andrew upping the cat’s percentage points to 275%
He’s also upping Neil’s percentage points for getting him into this damn mess
Consider: Andrew confiding Renee about what happened
Renee knowing a surprising amount of knowledge about cats (she volunteered at an animal shelter a while back) and telling Andrew if he ever has any questions he could come to her. Andrew wishing he could glare at Renee over the phone
Renee being Helpful™
and gifting him a book the next time he sees her
Andrew Minyard browsing the Internet and library to find books like “The Cat Owner’s Manuel” in case anything happens again
Consider: Andrew lounging around his apartment reading the books
Andrew bringing the books with him to practice or to out-of-state games
Andrew glaring at anyone who comments on them
Andrew does not murder Neil for smiling when he sees him with the books for the first time, but he does add +1% to his hate meter
Andrew Minyard reading the cat food ingredients carefully the next time he goes grocery shopping
Consider: Andrew and Neil finally coming home at last after a really tiring flight. Them curling up on the couch & the cats jumping up to greet them
Neil tiredly and softly whispering greetings and praises in Russian
(Neil’s and Andrew’s Russian are very good by now. They use it a lot at home)
Consider: The cats learning to understand basic Russian commands
Consider: The cats being part of Andrew and Neil
Consider: Andrew growing to love hate them as fiercely as he loves hates Neil
Consider: The cats growing to be part of why Andrew lives through each day
Now consider: One of the cats dying.
“Should we bury him?” “I thought you were more in the habit of burning bodies.” “Can you not be an asshole right now?”
But because I don’t want to end on a sad note, here’s a bonus:
Imagine Kevin Day meeting the cats for the first time.
Imagine Sir Fat Cat hating him.
Sir hisses at him. Sir tries to scratch him. Sir snarls whenever Kevin gets too close
Kevin catches on pretty quickly he’s unwanted and takes great pains to avoid Sir Fat Cat whenever he goes to Andrew and Neil’s apartment
Kevin tries to pet King Fluffkins next, but King Fluff just turns his head and walk away whenever Kevin approaches
“I’m a dog person anyways,” Kevin moodily tries to justify to himself. This is a strike to his ego.
Andrew doesn’t comment on it, but the next time Sir tries to jump into Andrew’s lap he doesn’t push Sir Fat Cat off.
In fact, he gives him a rare scratch behind his ear.
When Neil finds out he gives Sir Fat Cat and King Fluffkins a treat
They’re all Instigators at Heart
I love them
Anyways, I just want to say that Andrew + cats is a gift from the heavens and we should all treasure it for all of eternity