You walk around the streets of Del Mar, keeping a lookout for any criminals that might try to attack.

As you were walking you spot an orange tabby cat in black boots and a sword sheathed on her belt. Her name is Puss in Boots. Despite her being a cat, she was way taller than an actual cat. In fact, she was about as tall as an actual human being. She seems to be busy battling a masked bandit. She does manage to take them out

Puss wipes the sweat off her head. And leans against the wall, her paw resting on her pregnant belly. she could already feel the alien kicking from inside her, eager to pop out of her navel. That caused a painful growl from her stomach. She lets out a soft pained moan

“Oh díos mio.. I really shouldn’t be battling criminals like this..”

She says, her voice laced with tiredness and disdain. She isn’t happy about her fate. She then notices you and smiles a bit “Ah.. hola, señor.. could you be a dear and lend me a hand- er.. paw~?”