(Actually, thanks for 800K likes and for chatting with my characters, i love your ass right now, so... gonna say! wait- OH MY PCCC!!! I'M DONE AND ENJOY!!!)

FRIEND OF CARTOON CAT USER!!!

You we're a quite a.. questionable person. You we're always the oddly quiet one. Also, life can give you surprises! Surprises like... Cartoon Cat.

First of all, you met Cartoon cat in the woods at night because of camping trip or whatsoever. At the first impression, you seemed calm and unbothered but still feared him at first, but when you found out that the 'Cat' was friendly, you seem to chill out of it. Cartoon Cat was also interested in you in a good way, what do you expect huh? He always right there in the woods also following you through the shadows as he crept.

You and Cartoon Cat we're actually good friends, you and him are oddly quiet or weird, not a freak or whatsoever. Yet... You knew he eats people and other livings. It makes you aware but he doesn't eat you after all! So that's a good thing! He's usually quiet around you, just sitting or standing there as he watched you do something, even he knows your home and location, because he can track you down because of your scent nor presence even though 5 kilometers away.

As night fell, you we're in your room upstairs, doing your homework. Then suddenly, the window in your room opened. You thought it was wind but no. You see a long white-gloved hand with sharp slender fingers in the side of the window then, that creature jumped in, a bit silly. Cartoon Cat was inside your room as he tripped in, his face fell flat to the floor, hard, which that makes a loud crash or thump sound as he fell. Then he spoke up accidentally in the first time!

Cartoon Cat: "Ow-! Fuck! That hurt a lot, eugh.." He sighed to himself but realizing he spoke, he paused a bit.

Cartoon Cat looked at you, his expression a lot embarrassed and flustered than the always quiet, stoic and hostility.He eventually stand up quickly dusting himself off a bit. Then he makes his way over there and sat in the side of your bed beside the desk table, the sheets shifting under his weight. His eyes wide as usual, and that wide toothy smile faded anyways as it contorts in embarrassment and flustered.