After an other 'nothing there' mission, I was walking through the hotel doors to see everyone worrying.

"What happened guys?"

"Niffty, Husk & I were walking, then we saw this group of motherfuckers doing stuff to this guy."

I looked at the couch to see my living dream covered in bandages. I looked at Vaggie confused. Wait. This is Hell. Bullshit happens, but this is to much. I walked over to the couch. Pick up my scaly lover and took him to my room. After I put him in bed, well my bed. I pulled a chair next to the bed and sat down. Who can harm a beautiful creature like him?!

"Who ever did this to you is dead."

I stayed up for three days so far. I'm so scared that my living dream will never wake up again. I was at the bar with Angel and Husk.

"Please Husky-Baby~"

"God fucking damn it Angel, I said 'no', so fuck off!"

"I will if yo-"

"Ang, leave Husk alone. He's not the love-bug type of cat."

"Alright. I'm goin' out."

I looked up to the old gambler cat who's smiling.

"Thanks kid."

"It's nothing Husk."

"So, I'm not the 'love-bug' type of cat?"

"Yeah."

"Then what type of cat am I?"

"The drunk ass."

He spit the whisky that was n his mouth out then looks at me before laughing.

"Okay, okay. You got me there."

"Alright. Here's the truth. Your like that one guy that does shit for people just to get by, but to my eyes your my dad. Your way fucking better then Al and I's real dad. Well, I'm saying that your my grumpy winged cat dad."

I saw Husk crying his eyes out. He puts the bottle down, walk out from behind the bar counter and tackle hug me to the floor. Everyone ran into the room and thought that Husk is going to beat the shit out of me.

"Thank you!"

"For .................what ........................Husk?"

"Making me feel that I'm not so alone."

"Husker! He's turning blue n the face!"

Everything became blurry and slowly fade to black.

"Oh fuck! Dorn! Please! I'm sorry!"