October 5th 2020
Prompt: "Does anyone have a cough drop?"

Picture above was something I randomly quoted from a Spiderman fanfic. Don't ask me why I placed it here. It's one of the world's many mysteries.
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  "Look how cute he is!" I raised the adorable little kitten and made it boop Zane in the nose. Zane scrunched up his face in annoyance and batted the snow white feline away.

  "Gwendolyn, we are not getting a cat." Zane shook his head, a small smile of amusement playing at his lips as he turned back to the bag of chicken feed he was examining.

  I curled my lip in disgust before turning back to the little ball of joy in my arms. The stuff was for Master Wu, he had a pet chicken that shot bolts of lightning. The old man babied the thing and even gave it a diet. Hence why Zane had fallen prey to his helpfulness and was forced to go on chicken errands. As innocent as the chicken looked it could electrify you and eat seeds that stunk so bad I could smell it from outside the bag.

  The humane society worker smiled as I cuddled the kitten. They had set up a little pen with some crates. Children were playing with the kittens, letting them chase toys and cuddling. Each more adorable than the last with various pelts. But the white one had stolen my heart with its big blue eyes and little butterscotch spots on its top lip under its nose. The only spot of fur that wasn't this gorgeous white.

  "He really likes you." She told me, nodding to the cat.

  I smiled. "Thank you." I gave Zane the side eye. He hadn't been looking at me but he sensed my stare just fine. Ignoring my pointed look but shooting me a stibnron one of his own he turned to the pet stores employee.

  "Excuse me, is this seed suitable for a bird that can radiate electrical discharge?" He asked.

  The employee scowled. Rubbing his red nose and sending the cat in my arms a nasty look. "I don't know." (I squinted at his name tag) Jonathan snapped. "Why don't you figure out, genius?"

  "Watch it pal!" I sent him the death glare. It probably was as intimidating as a mouse since the cat was currently rubbing its head on my chin. The fact my brother Riley always laughed when I tried to stink-eye him was also a good hint.

  "I may look like a normal innocent girl but I have experience in the art of butt-kicking-oh look Zane, it's licking me!"

  Jonathan rolled his eyes, coughing and rubbing his throat. "Can you get that thing away from me? I'm allergic to cats." He raised his radio to his mouth. "Does anyone have a cough drop?" His voice sounded congested as he marched to the humane society worker, complaining that the cats were supposed to be on the other side of the store.

  I frowned, my lips pursed as I glanced at the cat before looking back at Zane. "Do you have a cough drop?" I asked my overly prepared boyfriend. But I suppose one of us has to. I keep on forgetting important stuff like my phone, car keys, or to close the door when a gang was fighting outside.

  Zane nodded, finding one in the bag across his chest. He insists on calling it a satchel or a practical letterman's bag. But we both know what it really is; a man purse. I took it, examining the candy-like tablet of medicine.

  "Hey, I got one here!" I called, quickly I unwrapped it and spat my saliva onto the lozenge before repackaging it and handing it to him. He gave me a suspicious look before reluctantly popping it in his mouth. I returned to Zane, smugly petting the  cat as Zane stared at me like o had two heads.

  "Why would you do that?" He exclaimed watching the guy suck on his spit candy.

  "The jerk deserved it." I raised the kitten again, wiggling him in the nindroids face. "So? What do you say? Letting me have the kitten or letting me sneak the kitten into my bag?"

Featuring Gwen from When Water Turns To Ice.