“What is that?” Blake growled.



Yang grinned back and stroked the bundle of fur in her arms. “What do you mean? It’s obvious, isn’t it? It’s a kitten.”

Blake’s eyes narrowed. Maybe it was just a coincidence that the little kitten had black fur, and maybe it was a coincidence that the kitten’s eyes were amber, but she doubted it. She really, really doubted it. “It looks like me.”

“Blake, the last time I checked, you were not a cat.” Yang smirked. “Besides, she’s just adorable, isn’t she?”

Blake was forced to concede that the kittens was indeed truly adorable. Honestly, it should be criminal for anything to be that cute. “Where did you get it?”

“It’s not an ‘it’, Blake. It’s a ‘her’. As for where I got her, Ruby dragged me off to the animal shelter last week, and I’ve been thinking about getting her ever since.”



“I see.” Blake sat down on the couch beside Yang.



“Are you mad?”



“No…” Blake sighed. “Just surprised. You should have told me that we were getting a cat.”



“I thought you’d be pleased.”



“Because I’m a cat?”



“No.” Yang laughed. “Because you like animals and taking care of helpless things, and she happens to qualify as both.”



“I guess. What’s her name.”



“Ruby wanted to call her Captain Awesome.”



“Please tell me that you rejected that,” Blake replied dryly. “Because I refuse to call our cat Captain Awesome.”



“Of course, I did. I called her Blakey.”



“…”



“Nah, I’m just messing with you. Her name is Midnight because of the colour of her fur.”



“Phew. You had me worried for a moment there.” Blake smiled. “Well, I suppose I should try holding her. If she’s going to be our cat, she and I need to get along.” She reached out for Midnight. “Come here.”



And that was when Midnight launched herself at Blake’s face, thereby beginning the Great Blake vs Midnight War.