Kyle and Catseye (Backdated)

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Shortly after Catseye's return to New York, she and Kyle reconnect and catch up.


Since she couldn't pick up Nick-slash-John's scent in the woods, Catseye figured it was okay to be there without worrying about giving him 'mental trauma'. She'd had a really good run as BigCat, something she'd missed in Tel Aviv, though she hadn't managed to hunt down any deer. Being away for so long meant she was unfamiliar with many of the new trails the deer had made. She had to reacquaint herself with the woods.

Picking up a very familiar scent, however, the notion of deer left her head. She shifted into regular catform and raced up a tree, waiting for the jogger to get closer, before she pounced with her old battle cry of "FlyingCatDeathFromAbove!"

As the purple cat hit his shoulders, Kyle stumbled, and caught himself on his hands, already laughing despite the "attack". "Goddamit, Catseye!" He said, shaking his head. "You'd think I'd remember to look out for the Flying Cat Attack..." He stood back up, cat still firmly on his shoulders and dusted off his hands.

Catseye licked his cheek before jumping down and shifting, laughing as she did. "I had to do it, Kyle," she told him through a chuckle, "for old times' sake. We're old now. When did that happen?" She then launched herself at him in girlform to hug him. "It's so good to see you!"

"Hush you, I'm not old yet! Thirty is old!" Kyle said, catching the armful of catgirl and hugging back tightly. "You know what crazy thing is going on? They're gonna let me teach kids. Is that nuts or what?" Okay, teenagers, but same thing. "Okay, if I pass my student teaching but pfft, not super worried about that."

"Thirty is definitely old, yesyesyes," Catseye responded with a sage nod. Her eyebrows shot up in response to his comment about teaching. "Why would that be crazy? You'll be a great teacher Kyle! Are you going to teach here?"

"Maybe. I dunno, most stuff is covered, so I might do some substitute teaching." Kyle said. "I'm gonna wait until I have my evals for student teaching before I go talk to the Professor, and then I dunno. Maybe I'll teach gym." He grinned, and shook his head, "So culinary school, huh?"

"Yesyes! Culinary school! I'm very excited about it! Soon I will know for sure what I want to do for my job and who I want to be as a person," she said with a sage nod. "Because if I like cooking more than anything in the world then I made a good choice leaving Elpis. Or if I do not like cooking as much as I liked what Elpis does, then I will switch and get a degree in political science and work for Elpis and I will know that working for Elpis is the best job for me! How did you know that teaching was the best job for you, Kyle?" she asked curiously.

"Also you get to eat your homework." Kyle said, still grinning. "Uh. I dunno, I just kinda thought about it, and I've tutored some, I mean, Julio and Sooraya for English and I help Laurie with editing papers because dude, she still mixes up homophones, and I liked that, so I just kinda went with it. I got lucky though, I mean, right place like,
right time and all. So, do you get one of those crazy chef's hats? Because I gotta admit, those are pretty ridiculous."

"I don't know about the hats," Catseye giggled. "I guess I'll find out soon! Maybe I'll start speaking like that puppet chef, who knows!" She made a few random noises from the Swedish Chef, grinning at Kyle.

Kyle snorted a laugh, and then broke down into extended laughing, sitting on the ground among the leaves and sticks and laughing. "Oh God, never change, because damn, I missed you." He finally got back up, dusting himself off. "Hey, you know what we should do? We should go see that new Muppet movie. If you're gonna go all puppet chef, you should get the up to the minute references."

Catseye hugged him to her side and then got him into a headlock, giggling. "I missed you too! Yesyes we should go to the movie, I would like that. I haven't been to a movie in New York in a year! We should ask your giirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrlfriend," she added in a singsong voice.

"Augh!" Kyle flailed his arms, and tried to get out out of the headlock before he got a noogie. It didn't work. "Not the hair, not the hair!" He protested, somewhat weakly.. "Dori'd be all over that like... uh, something stuck to something else." He laughed the teasing off, it wasn't the first time, and wouldn't be the last. "Hey, it's hard to be like, witty with a catgirl putting me in a headlock. My brain cells are dying!"

"It is supposed to be 'like white on rice'," Catseye giggled, and let him go, dodging away quickly in case he had thoughts of revenge. "Because rice is white all over. Except it is stupid and wrong. White can be brown or black and even white rice can have black on the tips. Mmm, now I'm hungry," she grinned. "You want me to make us some burgers?"

"Depends. How many circles are you gonna run around in if I tell you the stir-fry place in Westchester has purple rice?" Kyle suggested. "And I think isn't like white rice really brown rice only with the brown dehusked or something? Because shouldn't it be like brown on rice then?" Sometimes slang made no sense. "Last time I was there they had naan too. It was kinda awesome. Purple rice, and naan and a giant pile of chicken and calamari. Even if they get hinky if I eat my beef raw."

Catseye laughed at his comment about her running around in circles. "I've heard of purple rice before, but I haven't tried it. It's a type of black rice, right? We should definitely go have some of that! And I will yell at them if they get hinky at you for eating your beef raw, and thell them that they are chefs and the customer is always right so they should just do what you tell them without being hinky!"

"Maybe it's a health thing. I dunno." Kyle said, shrugging. "It's not that big a deal, for reals. I just get stuff not beef, or I get it rare and live with it. The important thing is, naan is awesome. I dunno about the purple rice being black rice. Oh. Oh I know that Jubes once had this crazy black rice cake, and it was kinda purple, so maybe it is. It fits my like, criteria for eating. Looks cool, tastes good, doesn't give me gas." Kyle's priorities were so in order. "Okay, muppet movie, purple rice and stir-fry... organic donuts? Donutulas has a donut sundae now. It's cool."

"Donut... sundae?" Catseye stopped in her tracks and stared at Kyle, frowning her deathglare at him. "Donutulas started making a... donut sundae... and I was not informed? Oh, someone is going to pay. Someone is definitely going to pay for not telling me!" she raved with exaggerated indignation.

"Hey, I already got flying death cat from above!" Kyle made a show of protecting his head, but he was grinning like a loon behind the raised hands. "I think unexpected death cat should earn me a pass on not telling you about the sundae for like the whole week I forgot to tell you."

"Okay, fair enough," Catseye shrugged. "But you could also earn a pass by buying me a sundae, y'know," she informed him, waggling her eyebrows suggestively.

Kyle pretended to consider this, like it was really a question, and
then shrugged. "Okay, but next time you death cat me, I'm demanding
ice cream. Just sayin'."