Bat, 2 Cats, a Rat and an Owl

Bat, 2 Cats, a Rat and an Owl

A Story by FunkPunk
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Bands and s**t. NOTE* They are humans but refer to each other as such animal.

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Act One
"I'm bored as f**k, lets do something you lame dweebs." Cat number two groaned. Owl leaned back in his chair and let his head lay back. "What do you have in mind, princess?" Cat 2 rolled her eyes and looked towards Bat. "What do you want to do, boss?" Bat glanced over from his guitar and stuck his tongue out towards her. "Don't call me Boss, first off, and why not ask Rat? He usually has a plan or somewhere to go." She looked towards where Rat usually sat but he wasn't there. "Where the hell is he?" 
"He bounced right when rehearsal ended, I have no idea where," Owl said as he looked towards the band. 
"What the f**k, he didn't even tell us. Babe, let's go find him." Cat 2 looked over at Cat 1. He was on his phone, blocking out the others. "Hey fuckass, are you listening?" Cat 2 hissed. He looked up with a slight glare. "Yeah, I have been, fuckass. I got us a place to hang out." 
Bat glanced over at him and smirked, "Oh yeah? The last place you suggested led us straight into a group of fans that nearly tore our wings off. Er, in your case, whiskers." Cat 1 pulled his eyelid down with his finger and stuck his tongue out at him as he stood up, grabbing his coat, "Whatever, Bat, suit yourself. I'm getting hammered and passing out in Owl's car." Owl stood up and put on his sunglasses and grabbed his coat. 
"I'm going you idiot, I don't want to be cooped up here," Bat laughed as he stood up as well, setting his guitar down in the process. 
7:46 PM
They pulled up next to a party in their old jeep and got out. Owl shoved his keys in his pocket and stretched outside of the car. Bat leaned against his open door and smiled at the party, "So this is it, oui? Cat 1 hopped out of the trunk and adjusted his shorts. There were kiss marks on his neck from Cat 2. "Yeah, this is it. Nothing big but I hear they have some pretty good weed and they obviously have alcohol." Bat nodded and adjusted his jacket, "Alright, let's go have some fun."
11:57 PM
Owl leaned back on the couch and blew smoke out of his mouth. A girl next to him pulled his glasses up and on top of his head as she leaned in and made out with him. Cat 2 pulled Cat 1 into one of the bedrooms upstairs, stumbling as she walked and laughing her a*s off. The door shut behind them as Bat walked past with a beer in his hand and a cigarette behind his ear. His black, messy hair covered it slightly, only revealing half of it. He headed downstairs and walked through the living room to get to the front door. His fingers ran through Owl's hair as he passed him. Two people pushed through the door and smiled at Bat as they walked by him; one running her fingers along his stomach and arm. He exited the house and walked across their lawn and towards the jeep. A sigh escaped his as he set down his drink and lit his cigarette.
Bat's phone went off midway through his cigarette; it was Rat. "Hello?" he answered.
"Hey man, where are you guys? I got back from Chloe's place and you guys weren't here." Rat responded with his deep voice that was only heard through the phone. In person it was a lot softer. Like a baby's butt. 
"We're at this guys party on 5th and McQueen. Everyone's here. How was Chloe's?" 
"Let's just say I feel pretty good man. I'll see you in a few." The sound of Rat's car unlocking was the last sound heard before the call ended. Bat huffed the last few inches of the cigarette and flicked it into the rocks as he grabbed his drink. "Sweet."
12:11 AM 
Rat pulled up in his small, yellow Mustang that he thought was the coolest s**t ever. He got out and leaned against the roof of his car. Rat is a tall guy, around 6'3-6'4. Owl always teased him with lame, old tall jokes and Rat would always punch him in the gut. It was a love/hate relationship. 
He locked his doors and headed into the party. It had dimmed down a bit and people were sitting down with either a drink in hand or lighting their bowl. 

© 2015 FunkPunk


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