"Look a pet shop!" I say with excitment.

"No. I'm not going in there. Animals hate me." Michael says.

"Have you ever tried to go near them?" I ask.

"No. But I know they hate me." Michael says.

"You're just afriad." I say.

"No. I just don't want to go." He says.

I pull on his arm but he wont budge. 

"I'll give you pie if you touch one." I say giving up.

"Okay." He says.

We walk into the pet shop and there are many different animals everywhere.  I see a dog pen and a place for cats. I even see a place for turtles, parrots, guinea pigs, fish, mice and hamsters.

I run up to the dog pen and all the pups start licking my fingers. I giggle.

"Come on Michael." I say.

I turn around to see him awkwardly standing there.

"Okay maybe not dogs. How about guinea pigs?" I ask.

We walk to the guinea pig cages and once Michael gets in front of them, they start going nuts running in their cages. An employee walks by and tries to calm them.

"See!" Michael sighs with frustration.

"Then let's try parrots."  I say.

We walk to the parrots and they all crowd on me. Fluttering their pretty wings. I pet their feathers. I turn around to see Michael swatting them away.

"They're not flies!" I say.

"They're fly like." He says.

He swatts one away too hard and it dies.

"Now look! You killed it." I say.

An employee is coming so I grab his hand and quickly walked out acting like nothing happened.

"Nice save." He says.

"Thanks but no more killing things?" I whsiper

"Let's aim for turtles." I say.

We get to the turtles and Michael pets their shell.

"I like these. They can't run away fast enough." He says.

"But they are too boring. And hard." He says.

"Yeah." I say.

"Last but not least, cats." I say.

We walk to where the cats are. They are all playing around. They look so cute.

Once they notice that we are here they stop what they are doing and they start sniffing the air.

"What's up with that?" I ask.

"I dunno." He says.

Then all at once all the cats and kittens jump on Michael and he falls to the ground.

"HELP! HELP! I'M BEING ATTACKED BY CATS!" He yells.

When I get a closer look at them I notice they weren't attacking him at all. They were cuddling him.

"Michael. You aren't being attacked. You're being a cuddle buddy." I laugh.

"What?" He askes.

Then when he looks at the cats all over him he sees that they are cuddling not attacking.

"Aw. They are so cute." I say smiling.

"How do I get them off?" He askes.

"You can just stay like that all day." I say.

"Noooo." He whines.

He starts petting a black and white one. It was small and a kitten.

"I like this one. It keeps licking my hand." He says.

"Then you can keep it." I say.

"Huh? You're letting me buy it?" He askes suprised.

"Yup." I say smiling.

He got up and all the cats jumped off him and went back to doing whatever they were doing. Except for the black and white one. He held it in his hands. We walked to the cashier.

"Can I have this one?" Michael askes.

"Yes. If you want to know the gender it's a girl." The cashier explains.

"Also it's on the house you can have it for free." The cashier says.

"Thank you so much sir. " I say.

"No problem. That kitten was not gonna sell much anyway. It has cancer." He says.

"I see. Thank you so much again." I say.

Michael walks out with the kitten.

"I can't heal things from the inside." He says.

"I know." I say.

"So she is just gonna have cancer? And die? Just like that?" He askes.

"We can take her to the vet but it wont do much good. The cancer might have spread too much already." I say.

"I know what to name her." He says.

"What?" I ask.

"Hope." He says.

"Why that name?" I ask.

"So she can always have hope she might live on." He says.

"That is so sweet Michael." I say.

He doesn't say anything for the rest of the walk home. 

When we get home he drops Hope on the floor and she jumps around happily. He smiles at this,

"I could give her a can of tuna." I say

I walk to the kicthen and I place a can of tuna in front of her. She eats a little but doesn't eat anymore.

"Shouldn't she be starving?" He askes.

"When people have cancer they don't eat much." I say.

"Oh." He says.

He pets her head and she purrs.

I turn on the radio. 

"Do you know how to dance?" I ask.

"Yes." He says.

"Well I don't." I say.

"I can teach you!" He says.

"It's okay really." I say.

"But no I insist." he says.

He grabs my hand and twirls me. I laugh at this.

"Okay. You can show me." I say.

 He put his hand on my waist I stiffed a bit.

"Relax." He said.

I relaxed on his hand. He took my hands in his and put it up shoulder level.

Now take your hand and put it on my shoulder. I did as told. 

"Okay. Now I'll lead you." He said softly.

We started moving with the music. 

"Good start." He said.

Then I accidently step on his foot. 

"I felt that. You're lucky I can't hurt. It would probably hurt a lot." He said.

I laughed nervously and we kept on dancing. 

"You're a natural." He says smiling.

I blush. 

"Thanks." I say.

As the song came to an end I looked up at him and he smiles.

I slowly close the space between us. Our lips are 1 inch from touching. The doorbell rings.

I quickly stop and run to the door. 

"Who is it?"  I ask.

"Its me." I hear my dad's voice.

I open the door to see a huge bird thing fly in.

"I finally found you Michael." I hear the bird thing say.

When it stops flying I realize it's a woman with black wings. She is really pretty. She has dark brown hair and a perfect figure. Her eyes were yellow and she wore a black minidress.

"Uh." I say dumbfounded.

"Where is my dad?!" I ask.

"Oh. He is still at work I just did his voice impression." She says excitdely.

Michael comes to see all the commotion.

"Oh no!" He says when he sees her. And he starts running.

"Mikey don't go running I know you missed me." She says laughing.

"What is going on?!" I yell after them.