Colt's head rested on his palms. His body was aching, and yet he was feeling fine. On his lap was a round chick, looking at him, with a tilted head.
On Colt's shoulder was Fluff, glaring at the purple colored chick.
'It looks like the one you get at a festival…will it also turn into a different color after some time?'
The chick was no bigger than his palms. It's roundness, and tiny feathers made it look like a ball, the three crimson lines from its eyes to its undeveloped tail resembled that of fire.
But something else needed to be addressed before moving forward.
"Hey, Fluff? I thought it was your sibling?"
"Meow."
"What do you mean it IS your sibling? This thing has feathers, and you have fur, this thing has a beak, and you have a mouth, this thing is a bird, and you're a cat…don't you think there's something wrong with this?"
"Myao?" Fluff shrugged both its shoulders as it could not understand why Colt was fstressing over this, "Nya, nya, meow."
"Well…I can't argue that a normal cat also doesn't come out of an egg…touché."
Colt was understanding of the situation. He stopped caring about logic and simply accepted this as facts.
'This is still a fantasy world…there are things outside my comprehension.'
But still, Colt found this situation weirder than normal nonetheless. But an even more critical question rose from the back of his head.
'If this thing is a chicken…and I start learning its language, will I still be able to eat something like roasted chicken?'
Tis a question that must be answered. But of course, the answer will not come to him unless he delves deep into his desires…which would always say yes, no matter how he tries looking at it.
Thinking of some roasted chicken Colt looked at the chick with strangeness in his eyes. As he felt his stomach grumbling and demanding food, his mind couldn't function well enough that he spoke aloud.
"I wonder what you'll taste like."
The chick jolted and turned to look at Fluff with fear in its eyes only to see its supposed sibling looking at it with interesting eyes…it also wanted to have a taste.
"Nyaaa." A suggestion came from Fluff.
Colt was taken aback by this as he looked at the feline like it was crazy, "Are you sane? Don't even say you'll have a taste. That's ethically wrong."
"Nya, mew, meow? Myaaa, mow, mewwwe."
"Well, it's not that I'm not curious about it…wait, what do you mean immortal? Do you mean this little thing can regenerate if we take a drumstick…nah, that's still not going to work. This guy's whole body is as big as a drumstick."
Fluff, who had been listening to Colt's excuses, felt angry and irritated.
Smack!
"Nyaaaa! (Stop being a bitch!)" Fluff roared aloud.
BaM!
"How dare you slap me you traitor who kept watching as I almost got my head taken away!" Colt retaliated with a punch!
Thus, began to start a fight between the supposedly injured Colt and Lord Phat Fluff, who wanted to eat something it shouldn't.
Like always, the fight was intense. Against all the odds, the cat managed to match Colt's strength without a problem.
The chick was forced to stand on its altar to watch the two idiots fight it out. After some time, the roars of the cat and the bellowing of the human stopped.
Their fight ended in a draw.
"Nyaaa." Fluff praised.
"You're not so bad yourself…you traitorous cat." Colt said with a smirked.
All the white, the standoff between the two continued, a cute voice echoed inside the cave, "Brother…why are you talking like that? I thought you hated being a cat?"
"!!!!" Colt was alarmed and looked around, trying to find who it was that spoke. He saw no one other than the chick slowly waddling towards Fluff.
"???"
The chick stopped in front of Fluff, and Colt read between the line and realized something huge. He and Fluff eventually crossed eyes, "…is the chick telling the truth? You're telling me you can speak human tongue all this time?"
"Nyani? (What? Me cannot understand.)" Fluff looked the other way; it was sweating profusely.
"Human, do you mean you've been talking with him as he speaks in the language of cats? I thought you would never act like that. You said our kind should not act like domesticated pets. That we should be proud and be aloof." The chick stated whilst giggling like a child.
Colt's stared at Fluff with a different kind of intensity, "Hey, weren't you always asking for a belly rub? What's this chick talking about? Aloof? Proud? The Head Chef and the Maids also told me that you begged for food every so often, and you've been coercing my daughters and Lyra of their allowance to have them feed you more…hmmm, proud and aloof indeed."
Fluff was now drenched in sweat. Its white fur was turning red from embarrassment.
The chick saw this and looked at Fluff with confusion, "Brother, is that true? I thought begging is for the lowest of the low? When I gave you food, you rejected them, and we even fought each when I questioned your values. Brother, what happened? What happened to the proud and aloof Sovereign of the Land?" The chick looked truly hurt.
"Yeah, what happened to it?" Colt fanned the flames.
Fluff was trembling, and tears welled up on its eyes. It looked at the Chick with reddened eyes and pounced at it while roaring with a cute feline centric voice.
"Shut upppp! How dare you humiliate me like this, you ungrateful brat! I just freed you from your seal, and you're acting like a pompous shit who knows it all? I speak the language of cats because it's short and convenient, deal with it. What wrong with saying all of this with four sounds? This is how I talk now, you…."
Fluff was in tears as he strangled the chick with its fluffy paws.
Colt watched this with a wide grin on his face.
He was having fun seeing a kitten strangle a chick. He was even cheering from the side as he fanned the flames.
"Chicky sibling, you can do it. Retaliate against that traitorous fake. Proud and aloof! Hah, what a joke."
But of course, Fluff who heard Colt found his words irritating and used its claws to scratch him on his face, saying, "Colt you useless shit! I just helped you with your injuries be more grateful."
Of course, after hearing the one who caused his injuries because of its choice to not help him curse at him, Colt was enraged once more, "What was that!? You bastard! How dare you say that you traitorous faker of a cat!? Come here you, I'll teach you a lesson!"
Fluff's cute voice was filled with deep seethed hatred against the human who had been laughing at him from the sideline, "Come on! I'll tear you to pieces like fish! COME AT ME!"
The chick who had been strangled was also pissed, "Brother! How dare you! I merely told the truth! You're not my proud brother! You're a fake Brother!" It also joined the fray.
Neun, who had been taking care of Sera and Avern, looked at Colt's direction and saw Colt fighting with a palm size cat and a palm size chick. He was once again left speechless.