You, Edward and Jack had all found a stray black cat. Jack knew it was a stray due to the messiness of the fur, the obvious malnutrition of the cat’s body, I mean, just ask him, he’s read all the books before he even planned to get a cat. And none of you guys even planned to get this cat, which you named Faraday.

“Hello,”

Jack greeted, talking in his sorta intellect tone, and opening the door to his house, which in the background you could see Faraday playing with a ball of string.

“Hey! How’s Faraday?”

Edward asked, walking into the house with you as Jack opened the door.

“Oh, yes, Faraday’s doing all good.”

Jack smiled, placing a hand to pet Faraday’s head.

“Can we get her a treat?”

Edward asked happily, looking at Jack before you as if hoping you’d ask too, just to tempt Jack to say yes even though he probably would.