You walked through the throng of milling cats ans Elizabeta explained the purpose of the shelter.
"All of these cats need a home and someone who can care for them."
You nodded, nearly tripping over a large dark grey cat. It looked up at you, it's purple eyes glaring. You shivered and stepped around it.
"Elizabeta!!" You both looked towards the voice.
A guy wearing a pink dress flipped a piece of his shoulder length hair. Elizabeta rolled her eyes.
The guy struck a pose and pouted, "You, like totally putting her asleep vid dat speech. Just let her pick a cat!!!"
Elizabeta opened her mouth to speak, but stopped when you shrieked.
A rather big white cat was climbing up your leg. He had red eyes and a few scars on his face. A tattered ribbon was tied around his neck.
"GILBERT!!" Elizabeta stomped over, grabbing the cat and holding him up to her eye level.
"What have I said about doing that?"
The cat stuck out it's tongue. You laughed as Elizabeta cursed at it. It glanced at you a made a strange sound in the back of it's throat. Almost like a laughing snake.
"Is he up for adoption?"
Elizabeta looked at you and raised an eyebrow. "You want Gilbert?"
You nodded, feeling slightly uneasy as the cat stared at you with it's red eyes.
"Alright, it's your funeral."
"Please stop staring at me." You stared at the white cat out of the corner of your eye. He made that weird Kesesesese sound again. You made a sharp right turn, Gilbert swayed with the motion of the car, still staring.
You decided to ignore the cat, mentally kicking yourself for picking a weird one.
After letting the cat inside, you watched as he explored the house.
At least he seemed happy.
As he walked into the living room, you froze. You had forgotten something very, very important. You had forgotten about your pet bird.
Running into the living room you felt your heart skip a beat.
Gilbert was up on his hind legs looking into the makeshift nest you had assembled. Oh no, not good. The little yellow bird inside was only a chick, nothing but a snack to this big cat.
To your utter surprise, the cat climbed into the nest and curled up around the baby bird. You watched slack jawed as Gilbert gently licked the top of the birds head. Gilbert purred gently while you looked on in shock.
You soon found out that there were other strange things about the cat.
You were sitting in the living room a week later, when he walked in, the tiny yellow chick perched on his head. The bird seemed to follow him everywhere after that.
"GILBERT!!!" You scowled down at the cat. He blinked lazily up at you from his oh-so comfortable spot in your underwear drawer.
"Bad Kitty." You picked him up and set him on your bed. He mewed in annoyance, ears flicking back.
"Don't be so.....So unAwesome!" You giggled at the made up word. Gilbert's head shot up and he stared at you. You flinched slightly under the intensity of his gaze.
Gilbert meowed loudly, reaching out and batting at your leg with a paw. You stared, what was he trying to get you to say?
A loud bang resonated around the house and your room filled with smoke. You coughed, waving a hand in front of your face frantically.
The smoke cleared and you felt your jaw dropped.
A naked Albino man was sitting where Gilbert had been a second ago. He grinned at you cockily, wiggling his eyebrows.
"Like vat you see Frau?"
You blushed and threw a pillow at him. He caught it grinning, and placed it over his lap.
"Who are you?"
"You're my cat?"
He nodded, grinning.
"Yup, you broke ze curse!"
You stared dumbfounded as he explained. Apparently all the cats in the shelter had been under a curse, waiting for a human to adopt them and find the correct means to free them.
Gilbert finished up with a long speech on how awesome he was. While he was speaking The little yellow chick flew in the room and landed on his head.
"Hallo little guy, you still don't have a name." He stared at the bird and you stared at him. Gilbert smiled and gently patted the bird, "I'll call you Gilbird!!"
"You're really obsessed with yourself, aren't you?"
"Matter of opinion Frau."