I colored happily as I watched tv. I felt somebody grabbed my tail and I gasped. I looked back at Brendon and tried to pull away.

My eyes watered when I saw him pull out a little zippo lighter. He flipped it open and lit it. I shrieked, trying to pull away as much as I could. I couldn't get out of his grip, though, he just pulled me closer by my tail as I cried out in pain.

I let out a small scream when I felt the flame against my tail. I sobbed, trying to pull away. Brendon finally let me go and I ran to my bedroom. I sobbed, hugging my pillow.

I sniffled, looking at my singed tail. I hugged it close to my body and looked at the clock. Frank wouldn't be home for another hour.

I spent the hour crying and cradling my tail until Frank got home. He came in, frowning immediately when he saw me.

"Baby boy, what happened?" He asked, rushing over to my side.

He looked at my tail and picked me up, carrying my to his bathroom. He set me on the counter and pulled out a first aid kit. He grabbed some ointment and I cried, pulling my tail away.

"No, Daddy, it's gonna hurt," I cried.

"It'll hurt more if it gets infected," Frank stated.

I winced while Frank rubbed ointment over the burn. He gently wrapped it in white gauze then gave it a soft kiss.

"Baby boy, what happened to your tail?" He asked.

"I accidentally burnt it," I lied.

"Tell me the truth," Frank stated.

"But tattletales are naughty," I said.

"No they aren't, tattletales get treats," he said.

"Brendon did it," I said. "H-he keeps pulling my ears and tails because I'm a runt so he thinks I'm stupid and he doesn't like me."

Frank walked out of the bathroom and I followed quickly. He found Brendon and roughly shoved him up against the wall.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" Frank shouted.

I gasped as I watched, keeping my tail around my waist.

"He's a runt, it doesn't matter what happens to him," Brendon sneered. "Fucking runt."

"Don't you ever fucking say that again," Frank warned, his voice quiet and terrifying.

His fist collided with Brendon's face and I whimpered. Frank let go of him and brought me back to his bedroom. He set me on his bed, pulling out his phone.

"Hey, man, I've got a neko here that I need picked up," Frank said. "Because he doesn't work well with runts, he fucking burnt Gee's tail with a lighter...alright, thanks, I'll have him packed up and ready to go by then."

Frank hung up the phone and kissed my cheek.

"Stay here, baby, I'll be back in a little bit," he said.

I nodded and Frank left the room. I sat on the couch and turned on the tv, watching some cartoons while I waited. I looked at my tail, gently running my finger over the white bandage.

I stayed on the couch for a while until I heard voices from downstairs. I wanted to go look but Frankie told me to stay here and I wanted to be a good boy for him.

After what seemed like years Frank finally came in. He smiled, kissing my cheek.

"Brendon's gone, he won't be bother you anymore," Frank said. "You should've told me that he was an asshole before, I wouldn't have gotten mad at you."

"Thank you for buying me, daddy," I said, wrapping my arms around him.

"Of course, as soon as I saw your pretty face I knew I had to buy you," he said.

I smiled, snuggling up with him on the couch.

"If anyone hurts you again I want you to tell me, okay?" He asked and i nodded.

I cuddled up on his lap, humming quietly.

"Where is Brendon going?" I asked.

"He's going to stay with my friend Joe for a little bit," he said. "Joe is Ruby's dad."

"But is he gonna hurt Ruby?" I asked.

"No, he won't touch her," Frank said. "Joe is going to keep a close eye on him before he's sent off."

"Sent off? Sent off where?" I asked.

"Anywhere, he's gonna be free to do whatever he wants," Frank said.

"So he's gonna kick him out?" I asked and Frank nodded. "Oh, well at least he won't hurt Ruby."

"Baby, let's just cuddle," he said.

I smiled, snuggling up with Frank.

"I love you," I said.

"I love you too, baby boy," he said.

He let my ear gently and I purred. We sat there for what felt like hours until Frank pulled away. He shook his hand lightly, a small look of pain on his face.

"Cramped up," he said with a small smile.

I leaned over, giving his hand a soft kiss. I leaned in to kiss him on the lips but he turned his head.

"What? Can't we have friend kisses?" I asked.

"Gee, that's not a good idea," he said. "You can't have friend kisses like that. It's okay if I kiss your cheek or your forehead but you can't just go kissing me on the lips like that."

My eyes watered as I looked up at him.

"Y-you're angry at me?" I whimpered.

"No, baby, I'm not angry," he denied.

I sniffled and hurried out of the room. I went to my own bedroom and locked the door. I hugged Lola, crawling into the bed.

"Baby, come out of there," Frank said, knocking lightly.

"No, I'm a bad boy," I said.

I made Frankie angry, only bad boys make Frankie angry. He's gonna hit me like he Brendon.

"Come on, we'll go out for ice cream," he said.

My ears perked up at that for a moment before flattening against my head again while I sniffled.

"Bad boys don't get ice cream," I mumbled.

There was a knock again and I scowled.

"I think Lola wants some ice cream too," Frank said.

"Don't turn Lola against me," I said.

"Come on, Little Kitten, come out and talk to me, I promise I'm not mad," he said.

I sniffled and got up, going to open the door. I saw a key in his hand and frowned.

"You could've opened it the whole time," I said.

"I know but I wanted you to come out on your own terms, I want you to trust me," he said.

"I was a bad boy," I mumbled, wiping my eyes.

"No you aren't, you're the best little kitten in the whole world," he said.

Frank wrapped his arms around me and I clutched onto him.

"You're really not mad at me for making you angry, Daddy?" I asked.

"Sweetheart, I was never angry," he said.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

Frank nodded, kissing my cheek.

"I love you, Baby Boy," he said.

I smiled softly and he held my hand, bringing me outside to the car.

"I think we should go out for ice cream," he said.

I nodded and Frank drove us to the ice cream shop. We got ice cream and I smiled as we sat on the bench outside.

"Am I really a good boy?" I asked.

"Yes, baby, of course you're a good boy," Frank said. "You're the best little kitten I've ever seen."

"Daddy, I love you so much," I said.

"I love you too," he said, kissing my cheek.

I giggled happily, leaning closer to him.

"I love you so super duper much," I said. "I love you like I love my favorite candy. Actually, I love you more than I love my favorite candy!"

"Thank you, Sweetheart," he said, kissing my cheek.

I held Frank's hand, snuggling close to him.

"I love you," I said.

Frank smiled as I nuzzled against him.

"Baby, you're being so affectionate now, you don't have to try and make it up to me because you never made me angry," he said.

I nodded but still kept nuzzling against him as I purred.

"Princess, come on, put your ears down, we're in public," he sad.

I pouted, pulling away as I pressed my ears down against my head. We finished our ice cream and got into the car. I turned on the radio, smiling as I looked out the window.

"Daddy, if you were angry with me then would you hit me too like you hitted Brendon?" I asked.

"No, baby, I would never hit you," Frank denied. "I love you so much and nobody should ever hit you. You tell me if someone is giving you a problem because I'll protect you, baby, I love you."

"Okay, Daddy, and you tell me if someone is giving you a problem because they're gonna have to mess with me," I said.

I showed him my toughest looking face and he chuckled.

"You're too cute," he said.

"I'm a tough kitten!" I exclaimed. "I'm the toughest kitten ever!"

"Yes you are, babydoll," he said.

I giggled as we got back home. I went to my toybox, playing happily as Frank sat on the couch and watched tv. I saw a red dot appear and I gasped. I crawled over, watching it move from left to right.

I'm gonna get you.

My tail stood up as I pounced, jumping onto the red dot. I smiled happily and opened my hands, frowning when I saw the red dot wasn't there. I turned and saw it behind me.

That sneaky little biscuit.

I narrowed my eyes, watching the dot intensely as it moved. It went into a circle then a figure eight then a triangle.

Imma get you.

I tried grabbing it again but I pouted when I found nothing in my hand. The dot disappeared and I decided to instead snuggle up on the couch with Frank.

"It's almost nap time, baby boy, you tired?" Frank asked.

I yawned and nodded my head. Frank picked me up and carried me to my bedroom, cuddling up with me until I fell asleep.