Subject: 97-SidneyVignette


Well, a few people have seen this, and I've finally gotten the courage up
to post it...  It isn't my first piece of fanfic, but it's the first I
have been convinced to post...  As I'm new, I'm not sure what exactly I'm
supposed to be doing in way of proper ettiquette or such...  Hope you like
this :)
 
It's more of a vignette than an actual story.  It takes place almost a
year after 1st season, when it is Natalie's birthday and she ends up
dating the psycho...(Sorry, the episode title escapes me for now)..

(98-07-19: ADDENDUM: Permission for Mel or the FTP site to archive, or any
member of the T+Vpack or DP's.  Anyone else, please ask first.)

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        "HUMANS!  I'll never understand them."  He sighed, stretched, and
padded over to the window where he jumped up and sat on the sill staring
out into the darkness, unseeingly.

        "That mate of Hers, though, Him I understand.  Well, at least his
breed.  He's too odd, wanting to be human like Her, denying his predatory
nature."  He sighed once more then licked his paw and began to clean his
face, knowing that by the time he was done he'd have also cleaned away all
traces of his injured pride.  "How dare She slap me for doing exacly as
she asked - especially when I was being true to my nature?  She's the one
of that pair who acts more the predator while He in fact is the fanged
wonder."

        He continued to bathe himself on the windowsill, recalling the day
nearly a year before when She had come home and picked him up and asked
him to take her out for a birthday dinner.  Of course he'd been unable to;
After all, how many restaurants allow 'pets'?

        Sydney mused to himself on that one a moment, "Yes, I'm the 'pet',
kept, coddled, played with, cuddled, and then left to my own devices while
She's out at work, or with Him.  I'm only an unintelligent pet, after all.
Yet they're the ones who can't tell that they are meant to be together.
Hell, whenever He's around you can smell their scents change, letting
everyone in the area who has even half the scent sense of myself know
that they are mated.  Only They keep trying to fool themselves into
thinking 'we're just friends'- I don't know which is the more naive of
those two!"

        Sydney started to clean himself once more, realizing that he had
been sitting there with his foot up in the air, off in thought.

        "Well, it took until last night while She was out at work before I
could get Her her birthday dinner.  The opportunity just never presented
itself before then."  He sighed once more, changing positions so he could
clean his tail.  "One of those odd tailless mice got into the apartment.
So I caught it for Her, killed it, and placed it on Her good pillow where
I knew She would find it.  It was Her BIRTHDAY dinner after all, even if
circumstances forced it to be late.  It was on Her white silk and lace
pillow that He'd given her, a place of very high honour.  Then when She
came home from work this morning (well, closer to midday as she'd been to
His loft first..), THEN She found Her gift.  She got so angry with me.
She told me that it was some kind of child's pet that had escaped, a
hamster I think She called it,  and it was bad enough that I had killed
it, but to place it on HER GOOD PILLOW and ruin it made me a very, very
bad kitty.  Then She slapped me!  Of all the Nerve!"

        Sydney finished bathing himself, then stood and stretched himself.
"Well, it's time that She get up for work," he mused, "I hope She has
'forgiven' me by now."  He padded silently to Her bedroom, jumped up onto
Her bed, climbed onto Her chest and began purring loudly and kneeding Her
in an attempt to rouse Her before that insideous alarm could begin to ring
and hurt either of their ears.

        "Sydney!  Let me sleep!  I'm Tired!" was Her ungrateful response.
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written by "Micki" Lynn McCormick
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Nice & short... only one part.  Like I said, it's more of a
vignette than a true story.  Hope you liked it.