Cammie & Catseye: Work & Play
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xp_logsCammie and Catseye make a boring job into a game of skill and wits.
Another day, another dollar was the way the saying went, or so she thought. But she didn’t mind having things to do to pass the time that wasn’t just rotting her brain in front of the TV or doing more reading since she had done during high school. The couple of years of it she had, anyway. And besides, someday she got to work with an overgrown cat, like today.
And you couldn’t complain about the cute that offered. Or the funny, but they did get the work done.
“You don’t need help with that, do you?” she asked Catseye.
Catseye had been napping on top of the photocopier because it was warm, but hearing Cammie's voice and taking it as a gentle reminder that she was supposed to be working, she opened her eyes and stretched. Except she'd forgotten she was on the photocopier and stretched so far that she fell off, only barely landing on her feet. She shifted into girlform. "Catseye meant to do that," she assured Cammie, glaring at the green-haired girl as if daring her to question.
“I give it six points, two points taken off for form,” Cammie said grinning but she didn’t snicker. “I don’t think we’re supposed to be sleeping. Was it a good nap?”
"Catseye was taking lunchbreak," she explained, still glowering a little. "What are BlackBloodGirl and Catseye supposed to be doing?"
“Filing,” Cammie said simply, holding up the batch she was working on. “Not as exciting as lunch breaks, but still kind of… Okay, I’m lying. This isn’t really exciting at all.”
The purple-haired girl grinned at the green-haired girl. "Catseye and BlackBloodGirl can make it exciting! How about if Catseye says she can file more files than BlackBloodGirl, and if Catseye wins BlackBloodGirl has to do something for Catseye?"
Cammie snorted, but it was with amusement. “Sure. Let’s go. You better get started though, I’m already ahead of you.”
"But Catseye knows what to do better than BlackBloodGirl," she countered, "because Catseye has been working longer than BlackBloodGirl." She picked up a stack of files and moved to a bank of cabinets, sorting the stack as she went. "Plus, Catseye has a tail to help!"
Cammie had to pause at that, “How does your tail help you file?” she asked, raising an eyebrow at Catseye as she continued on her work and the catgirl got started.
The catgirl opened another bank of files with her tail, then balanced a file folder on her tail the way a waitress balanced a plate, using the tip to flick through the files and then sliding the folder in. This way, she could use both hands and her tail and technically file faster than if she only used two hands, though she got distracted easily. "What is BlackBloodGirl going to give Catseye when Catseye wins?" she grinned.
“My undying love and affection?” Cammie said, watching bewildered. “Or tuna. Whichever you want more.”
"Catseye wants pastrami ice cream," she informed Cammie. Cammie enjoyed weird foods and Catseye had faith that she would be able to produce pastrami ice cream. "Catseye would ask what BlackBloodGirl wants if BlackBloodGirl wins, but BlackBloodGirl is not going to win!"
“We’ll see about that,” Cammie said simply, grinning. Pastrami ice cream, huh? Well, it had to exist SOMEWHERE, was sure. If not, there had to be a way to make it. That she could dig up. And then hope she could follow the directions. “Hmm, what to get if I win…” Cammie wondered out loud, filing as fast as she could seriously make herself.
The catgirl plucked some of Cammie's files out of her pile with her tail and lobbed them up on top of the bank of files, out of reach. Luckily the folders were the sort with the clips in them, so the papers didn't fly everywhere. "BlackBloodGirl is not going to win!"
Cammie paused for a moment, “That’s so cheating!” she said. But if cheating was allowed. Cammie looked over her shoulder and pretended to be enthralled by something. “Oh my god, what’s that?”
Catseye whipped around excitedly. "What?!"
Cammie lunged, the goal being to make a mess of the files, and not just her own. She was grinning ear to ear and even chuckling a bit. “Got’cha!”
Letting out a yowl at being tricked, Catseye tackled Cammie around her left side, careful of the poison arm, pulling them both down. "No fair! BlackBloodGirl pulled a SillyBad trick! No fair!" she shrieked.
“I’m not the one who fell for it,” Cammie laughed, trying to pull herself out of the tackle, but laughing the entire time.
Another day, another dollar was the way the saying went, or so she thought. But she didn’t mind having things to do to pass the time that wasn’t just rotting her brain in front of the TV or doing more reading since she had done during high school. The couple of years of it she had, anyway. And besides, someday she got to work with an overgrown cat, like today.
And you couldn’t complain about the cute that offered. Or the funny, but they did get the work done.
“You don’t need help with that, do you?” she asked Catseye.
Catseye had been napping on top of the photocopier because it was warm, but hearing Cammie's voice and taking it as a gentle reminder that she was supposed to be working, she opened her eyes and stretched. Except she'd forgotten she was on the photocopier and stretched so far that she fell off, only barely landing on her feet. She shifted into girlform. "Catseye meant to do that," she assured Cammie, glaring at the green-haired girl as if daring her to question.
“I give it six points, two points taken off for form,” Cammie said grinning but she didn’t snicker. “I don’t think we’re supposed to be sleeping. Was it a good nap?”
"Catseye was taking lunchbreak," she explained, still glowering a little. "What are BlackBloodGirl and Catseye supposed to be doing?"
“Filing,” Cammie said simply, holding up the batch she was working on. “Not as exciting as lunch breaks, but still kind of… Okay, I’m lying. This isn’t really exciting at all.”
The purple-haired girl grinned at the green-haired girl. "Catseye and BlackBloodGirl can make it exciting! How about if Catseye says she can file more files than BlackBloodGirl, and if Catseye wins BlackBloodGirl has to do something for Catseye?"
Cammie snorted, but it was with amusement. “Sure. Let’s go. You better get started though, I’m already ahead of you.”
"But Catseye knows what to do better than BlackBloodGirl," she countered, "because Catseye has been working longer than BlackBloodGirl." She picked up a stack of files and moved to a bank of cabinets, sorting the stack as she went. "Plus, Catseye has a tail to help!"
Cammie had to pause at that, “How does your tail help you file?” she asked, raising an eyebrow at Catseye as she continued on her work and the catgirl got started.
The catgirl opened another bank of files with her tail, then balanced a file folder on her tail the way a waitress balanced a plate, using the tip to flick through the files and then sliding the folder in. This way, she could use both hands and her tail and technically file faster than if she only used two hands, though she got distracted easily. "What is BlackBloodGirl going to give Catseye when Catseye wins?" she grinned.
“My undying love and affection?” Cammie said, watching bewildered. “Or tuna. Whichever you want more.”
"Catseye wants pastrami ice cream," she informed Cammie. Cammie enjoyed weird foods and Catseye had faith that she would be able to produce pastrami ice cream. "Catseye would ask what BlackBloodGirl wants if BlackBloodGirl wins, but BlackBloodGirl is not going to win!"
“We’ll see about that,” Cammie said simply, grinning. Pastrami ice cream, huh? Well, it had to exist SOMEWHERE, was sure. If not, there had to be a way to make it. That she could dig up. And then hope she could follow the directions. “Hmm, what to get if I win…” Cammie wondered out loud, filing as fast as she could seriously make herself.
The catgirl plucked some of Cammie's files out of her pile with her tail and lobbed them up on top of the bank of files, out of reach. Luckily the folders were the sort with the clips in them, so the papers didn't fly everywhere. "BlackBloodGirl is not going to win!"
Cammie paused for a moment, “That’s so cheating!” she said. But if cheating was allowed. Cammie looked over her shoulder and pretended to be enthralled by something. “Oh my god, what’s that?”
Catseye whipped around excitedly. "What?!"
Cammie lunged, the goal being to make a mess of the files, and not just her own. She was grinning ear to ear and even chuckling a bit. “Got’cha!”
Letting out a yowl at being tricked, Catseye tackled Cammie around her left side, careful of the poison arm, pulling them both down. "No fair! BlackBloodGirl pulled a SillyBad trick! No fair!" she shrieked.
“I’m not the one who fell for it,” Cammie laughed, trying to pull herself out of the tackle, but laughing the entire time.
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