Streets of Fandom- Saturday

[notagoose]

There was a cat out and about exploring the Fandom streets today. Yes totally a cat and not at all a secret cannibalistic alien. He even had a collar that read ‘Goose’.

How he had gotten out of a locked top floor apartment would forever be a mystery but for now Goose the Flerken cat was prowling through Fandom, exploring his new surroundings to see if there were any tasty eating options. There was nothing suspicious going on here. Really.

[Goose is now Goose the Cat from Captain Marvel. Open!]

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[intheeyeofthebeholding]

If there was a cat, sooner or later there would be a Jon to make sure it got all the attention it, as a cat, so richly deserved.

He smiled and knelt down with a hand out hopefully. "Hello there, beautiful boy."

[notagoose]

Goose preened, yes he was beautiful wasn’t he? Completely adorable and no reason to suspect otherwise.

Hello new human, he wandered over to inspect Jon’s hand, please continue to give him your undivided attention.

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

Jon beamed at him and let him sniff it before reaching further to rub his ears. "May I?"

[notagoose]

Goose purred in response, he liked ear scritches, so yes please indulge him.

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

Jon saw the name tag around his neck and craned his head to read it, though he never stopped the scritches. "Goose? Hello, Goose. Do you have a person, then? Do you think they'll be worried?"

[notagoose]

He did have a person, well a couple of them but they weren’t with him in the apartment this morning. He had been on a spaceship yesterday. The nice tall black man might be worried about him.

He purred, enjoying the scritches.

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

Jon frowned, though he didn't stop the scritches.

"Should I take you home and try to find your owners, or are you an outdoor cat that'll find your own way home? There aren't cars or anything here, so you're probably safe, and you don't look hungry, but..." He sighed.

He got up, reluctantly stopped the scritches, and took a few steps back, looking to see if the cat followed or not.

[notagoose]

Goose stared back at Jon meowing pitifully, why did the nice human stop with the scritches?

He moved to start following Jon, still meowing. He had gotten out of a top floor apartment so he had somewhere to stay but well he still liked attention.

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

Jon frowned at him, unable to deal with that pitiful sound. "Do you, um." He carefully reached to pick Goose up, telegraphing what he was doing and moving slowly, ready to stop if he objected.

[notagoose]

Goose had no problems being picked it up, he purred quite contentedly, especially if it meant more scritches.

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

It did indeed mean more scritches! And head rubs. And general cuddling, as much as Goose would be comfortable with, because Jon was much better with cats than with people.

"I wonder if we should go to the store and buy you some tuna," Jon said. "Well, I suppose we could buy you tinned food, but since you're clearly on an adventure today, I think you should get something special, don't you?"

He got his bearing and started heading for Turtle & Canary.

[notagoose]

He liked all of those things and then perked up at the mention of food. He was not a fussy eater, he liked all kinds of things - everything was tasty to him.

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

Just so long as he didn't eat Jon, Jon would be fine with it.

To be fair, if he did eat Jon, Jon would probably just think he'd had it coming to him.

For now, he was going to head over to the store and get this very good cat some tuna, while he petted and loved on him.

[notagoose]

Goose liked Jon, especially since Jon gave him scritches and was going to give him food, so he wouldn't have to worry about getting eaten.

He purred, yes he was a very good cat and he deserved all the tuna.

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

They got to the store, and Jon hesitated, but there weren't any "no pets" signs posted, so he went in carrying Goose, made as little fuss as possible, and came out carrying Goose and a bag filled with cans of tuna and tinned cat food.

Then he realised his error.

"Well, I suppose I'll have to take you home with me, Goose," he said, rubbing his ears. "I haven't exactly got a can opener on me. I hope you don't mind. You do seem to be a very good cat, and I won't keep you if you've got someplace to go after," he promised.

[notagoose]

No no he didn't mind, please take him home and feed him and continue to pet him.

He purred to show he approved of the plan, he was also a very good cat and because he liked Jon he wouldn't even try and eat his furniture.

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

Jon would appreciate that! Especially since it wasn't his, it had come with the flat.

So he was doing that. And giving Goose more scritches. "If you do have people, I hope they aren't worried about you. But you seem to be fine; I'm sure you're good at taking care of yourself. Besides, you're a cat, and therefor superior, aren't you?"

Or at least thought you were, because flerken cat.

[notagoose]

Yes yes he was a superior flerken cat. He preened and meowed softly at Jon’s praises.

His people had been a tad busy when he had left them on a spaceship so they were probably more focused on the upcoming battle then on him but maybe they did notice he was gone. The only people who wouldn’t care where he was were the Skrulls but that was simply because they didn’t appreciate his superiority. It had nothing to do with him being a terrifying cannibalistic alien.

But he was good at taking care of himself even though he liked it when other people did it for him sometimes.

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

As all good royalty did!

Jon made it back to his flat and opened the door. "Now, I'll open the balcony in case you want out," he assured Goose as he went to do that before closing the front door. "But you're welcome to stay here as long as you like." He set Goose down carefully and went to dig out a can opener.

[notagoose]

He would have most likely figured a way out of the flat (especially since he had already somehow got out of Goose’s one this morning) but he appreciated the offer that he could leave when he chose and he purred softly as he sat contently and waited for the food.

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

Jon was mostly just impressed that Goose was waiting instead of trying to trip him for it.

He got out a plate, opened one can of cat food and one of tuna, and put them both on it side-by-side in case he preferred one or the other, then set it on the floor.

"Right, you'll probably want water, too."

He went to get a dish for that and set it down by the other.

[sake_shinigami]

At some point, a cardboard box seemed to appear at the corner of one of the streets.

Wait. No. No it didn't. No cardboard box here. Definitely no one in the cardboard box. Nothing to see here.

In truth, Snake had spotted the cat, and that made him a little nervous, cats could be trouble, but he was Solid Snake, a master of stealth and covert operations.

Clearly.

[notagoose]

Oooh ... what was this? Was this a new toy for him to play with or food for him to eat?

Goose wandered closer to inspect it.

[sake_shinigami]

It was none of those things. It was, in fact, Nothing to See Here, really. Just a box. Pay it no mind, no mind at all.

Snake was starting to wish he had better training for cat-related incidents about right now.

[notagoose]

Goose sniffed the box and meowed loudly, he stared intently at it for a good while longer to see if anything would happen.

[somethingwithturquoise]

You know what the interesting thing about having subsisted on a diet of almost entirely mutated carcasses of what used to be human was? Your body kind of got used to it. And then, when you suddenly decided to throw at least three pumpkin spice lattes and gorging yourself on food again, it was....quite the shock to the system.

Which was why, not too long after leaving the diner, Summer needed a second to just lean on a wall....

And promptly threw up, narrowly avoiding missing those cute but impractical little flats she'd stolen from that closet.

"....worth it," she said, a moment later, when she'd stopped and caught her breath and wiped a little vomit from her chin with the back of her rough and callused hand.

[notagoose]

Ooh .. another new person and this person had also bought him something new to inspect. Was this food for him as well? Was she sharing?

Goose wandered up to Summer to start taking a closer looker.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Ohmygod," said Summer as she noticed the cat coming near. "If you start eating my puke, I'm just going to puke all over again."

Like the shit she'd been eating lately wasn't a million times more gross.

[notagoose]

Goose looked at the vomit and then back at Summer, blinking up at her, was she offering more food? Should he wait before he started trying it?