“Meow.”
A small kitten purrs and rubs itself against Nikki’s feet as she empties a can of tuna into a bowl and places it in front of the feline. “Here ya go, little guy.” The kitten, which she decided to name Scratchy after it scratched her when they first met, is a stray Nikki found loitering around her new home shortly after moving in. She strokes its head. “Did your mum abandon you, like Priscilla did to me, hmm?”
Scratchy ignores her, and continues eating the tuna. “You know, you ended up on camera during a promo I did on that bitch Carmody and she mentioned you when she responded, I guess that means you’re kinda famous now. Do you like that? Well? Do ya?”
Nikki glares at Scratchy and rolls her eyes. “Man, pets are overrated. You’re no fun to talk to at all.” She sighs. “But my friends are all back at Priscilla’s mansion, so can’t you at least try to be a little friendlier? I’m all alone here, you know? I mean, it seems someone already moved into the adjoining place before I got here so I do have a neighbour, but I haven’t even met them yet. We’re never home at the same time. It’s so quiet, so boring.”
https://archive.palanq.win/bant/thread/19418929/#19422291Nikki is interrupted by a painful ache in her head, followed by a voice only she hears.
>Don’t you feel embarrassed? Sitting around talking to that stupid animal?“Its name is Scratchy.”
>We’ve got better things to do. Did you forget our dream? That woman with the horns that talked like she was related to us? She said you needed to have more lucid dreams so we could be in the Darkspace together. Then we can meet her again. I want that. I want to learn more about us. And her. And all the other family she said we have.“I’m not sure if I’m ready to do that.”
>Yes you are! But if you want to put it off, then at least lets go back to the mansion and get our fancy lambo, and knock Priscilla on her ass again while we’re there! But on purpose this time! Come on, you know she has it coming.