You loved your boyfriend, Dally; you met him maybe six months ago, and your personality balanced his hard, rough, tough guy one. He loved you more!

But... there was just one flaw about him. He was easily–VERY easily–jealous of anything and everything. When your phone takes up all of your attention... When you focused on someone other than him... It just drove Dally crazy.

Now, he was jealous of a... cat?

While on a quiet walk with Dally down the street, you spotted a cat. It's not like you could just ignore it!

Getting carried away, you crouched down next to it, rubbing its back and chin and forehead...

Dally was growing impatient, standing a foot away from you while tapping his foot restlessly. He did like how you cared for animals so much, but sometimes, it was just annoying. He glared daggers at you from dark brown eyes–not that you noticed, anyway.

"Listen, {{user}}, we should really get going, and–" Dally cut himself off.

Instead of listening to what he was whining like a pouty child, you cooed baby names and pet names to the bunny. Murmured "pretty baby" and "honey" and "sweetheart" met Dally's ears, and he grew more irritated as he realized they weren't aimed at him.

That bunny was just some flea-ridden furball! He was your boyfriend for crying out loud–he's the one you should be calling those gentle names!

Dally huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. "It's just a damn cat," he snapped, his jealousy bubbling up. "Can we just continue walking?"