fandomtownies | Dite's Decadent Delights, Thursday

When she'd closed up on Wednesday, Hercules the cat had been decidedly reluctant to return to the hotel with her, so she'd left him overnight again in the store. To make up for it,'Dite brought a special treat of salmon and called for Herc as soon as she opened.

He didn't come. He didn't even meow in answer. 'Dite was just beginning to be concerned when she caught him sneaking in through a partially opened window.

"What -- Where have you been, you naughty cat, you?" Closing the window, she turned and frowned at him, only to have him give her his back and saunter - saunter - up the stairs toward the office.

Rolling her eyes at his antics, she settled in behind the counter to wait for someone to enter the store. She actually didn't have long to wait.

"Hi! Welcome to 'Dite's Dec--"

"Don't care. Don't want. Don't care." The woman standing in front of the counter was dressed in a tweed - tweed - jacket, and had graying her hair in a very severe bun. She hardly looked the type to frequent a store like 'Dite's, and as a matter of fact was looking around at the novelties, books, and candies with a show of distaste. For the first time 'Dite was really glad no one could actually see the sex toys from the front counter.

"Well, what can I do for you, Ms.--"

"It's Miss. Never did hold with any of that newfangled nonsense." With a precise stab from the index finger of her right hand she pushed her old fashioned glasses further up her nose, which actually made her quite feline.

Speaking of cats . . .

"I live a few streets from here and this is the second time I've seen your cat near my house. Last time I stopped him but this time I think he got to my Precious."

'Dite blinked. "Your precious what?"

"Not my preci -- Precious, my cat! She's in heat, or has been, but here this morning all the yowling suddenly stopped and she's calm as can be, and then I see him sneaking out my gate!"

"Right." 'Dite nodded. "Him - who?"

"Him! Your cat!"

"My cat -- Hercules? No. You must be mistaken."

The woman folded her arms, her mouth puckering like she'd sucked on a lemon. "Him!" And she turned to point up at Hercules who was sitting at the top of the stairs. 'Dite wondered for a second how she'd seen him. "That's the cat I saw this morning -- he violated my Precious!"

"Viol-- violated? She's a cat!"

"She's a pure bred Persian long hair and if she comes up pregnant and has orange tabby kittens I'll be the laughing stock of the Persian society! And if that happens, Ms. Whatever-your-name-is, I'll be sending you the bill -- and the kittens!"

And then she turned and marched out of the store, her sensible heels clicking behind her as she went.

'Dite stared after her. Just stared. For several long moments.

And kept staring.

Then she threw love bolt after love bolt at the place where the woman had exited. Finally she stuck her tongue out at the door.

"If she comes up pregnant and has orange tabby kittens I'll be a laughing stock. Hmph. You already are a laughing stock, lady." She stamped her foot, her voice turning to a whine. "Why doesn't anyone on this island know how to treat a goddess?"

Then her eyes narrowed and she raised her head to gaze at the furry orange bundle at the top of the stairs who looked entirely too pleased with himself.

"You're in so much trouble, Mister."

Hercules decided to spend the day hiding in the office while 'Dite looked for vets on the island.

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(OOC: Post open, SP is love.)

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For all that there was still a countdown going on in Karla's head. Today had been a good day, between class and then finding out Dinah was on the island. Thinking back to Ender's lecture earlier in the week, Karla decided that spending a few hours eating and gossiping with friends instead of obsessing over how to help Raven wouldn't mean the end of the world.

Maybe leaving the problem alone for a little while might lead to new insights. If nothing else, 'Dite and Dinah were her friends, too. The conversation would probably come up tonight anyway.

So with spirits lighter than they had been in a week, Karla ducked her head into the store. "Kiss kiss," she called. "'Dite, I have a surprise for you!" And then moved out of the way.

Dinah waved, then grinned brightly. "Hey. So, I'm supposed to be patrolling, but everyone else called dibs, and it's been way too long and I didn't see you at New Year's...."

And the chance to chatter with people without keeping secrets was very appealing right now.

All thoughts of cats and kittens and vets going snip went right out of 'Dite's head.

"DINAH!" There might have been a squee after that, but you wouldn't have heard it for the rush of wind as 'Dite ran to hug her friend.

"Oh, Zeus, have I missed you -- look at you! Have you always been this tall? How's college? Who's the new beau? How long are you on the island for?" She'd stop talking at some point and realize Karla was there as well. Really.

And when she did, there would be grilling - they hadn't yet had a face to face conversation about that night.

And neither had she and Dinah, which was why this worked out perfectly! The three of them could gossip and giggle and have a delicious dinner and it was a very brilliant plan, if Karla did say so herself.

...Never mind she hadn't come up with it on her own, exactly, but whatever.

"His name is Kyyyyyyle," Karla answered, like a helpful little sister would. "And he likes kiiiiiiiiiiiissing."

'Helpful'

"Karla!" Dinah picked her up with her TK and shook her a little, turning red. "Are you twelve? Seriously? You sound twelve!"

She walked over to hug 'Dite, and said, "Maybe I grew? Just a little?" Or just got more muscles from more regular work-outs? Heh. "And I'm on the island 'til tomorrow afternoon, if Portalocity doesn't screw up. I have a class tomorrow evening."

"Children!" 'Dite laughed. "Dinah, put her down!" She turned to wink at Karla, then turned back. "Portalocity better not screw up. I want some girl talk!" Her voice became a sing-song. "Because Karla's got a boyyyyfriend!"

"Karla's haaaaaaaaaaaad a boyfriend," Karla reminded primly. "They're just a little...closer now." It was hard not grinning about that, even while hanging in the air. Though then she turned her head towards Dinah and stuck out her tongue. "Nyaaaaaaaaaaah!"

"Now Karla has a special boyfriend," Dinah sing-songed back, then grinned and finally put Karla down on her feet, sticking out her tongue too. "Girltalk is good, and awesome, and don't think you're getting out of it either, 'Dite." She pointed at Karla. "Details. Also, we should feed Karla. You know it might be a few hours since her last meal."

"Ohhhh. I get it." 'Dite smirked. "You wanted to go to dinner with Karla, but you're afraid she'll make you pay and you wanted to actually still have money when you left the restaurant, so let's make 'Dite pay!"

There was a big wink to Karla at the end of that. After all, she was just teasing. Mostly.

"Well, you dooooo know all the best places to eat," Karla said innocently. "If it were left to us, we'd end up at Mooby's or poking around the frozen foods section at T&C's."

Okay, even Karla drew the line at Mooby's.

"There are amazing things you can do with frozen foods. Or so I've leaned from my fellow collegians," Dinah said, completely deadpan.

Amazing and scary, thank you very much.

She gave 'Dite big eyes. "Do you want Karla to cook instead?"

"Bite your tongue, young lady!" 'Dite glanced at Karla for a moment. "I'm sorry, sweetie, but . . . no."

She turned back to Dinah. "Oh, you can do amazing things with frozen foods." A nod. "They make great projectiles, from what I hear."

With a laugh she hugged both of them, and arm around each. "Okay, fine, dinner it is. Where do you two want to go? Someplace we can relax?"

"But I could bake cookies!" Karla protested at the same time as 'Dite's outburst. "Awwww," she said. "But I could. I'm taking Home Ec this semester."

Really!

"Ching Tai?" she suggested, totally not sulkily, a moment later.

Dinah reached out an arm to hug her closer. "And at the end of the semester, I want to eat some of those cookies." Just not, you know. Before then.

"Ching Tai!"

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