Chapter 11

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((I sketched the thingy above but kept forgetting to put it here so yay!))

With a sigh Gary crashed onto Little Cato's bed as the boy sat down beside him. Right now, Avocato was finally washing the blood stained covers Gary was laying in for nearly a week and Gary had just finished showering. Truth be told, Gary wanted to shower longer so he could think a bit more about his situation but he didn't want to cause any more trouble than he already had done.
Sitting up, Gary messed his damp hair, trying to dry it
"Stop that" Little Cato laughed as small drops of water were shot at him. The boy paused as Gary did, thinking on what exactly to say.
There was nothing to say.

"So..." Gary cleared his throat "this is your room?" he asked as he finally took a proper look around. The boy's room was oddly empty. There was just a bean bag chair, his bed, a nightstand and his closet.

"Yeah" the boy shrugged as he layed down on his bed, his feet still touching the floor "does it still hurt?" Little Cato suddenly asked

"Not really" Gary lied as he layed next to the boy in the same manner "Feel like an old man though" Gary joked as he reached for the ceiling.
Copying the man's actions, Little Cato reaches for the ceiling as well, letting his mind wonder

"I think I might be afraid of fire now" Little Cato confessed to his friend, his face didn't necessarily show any certain emotion but his tail flicked nervously.

"Why?" Gary asked already knowing the answer, getting a "are you serious?" expression from the boy. "I mean...fire has many uses. Sure, what happened will probably mentally ...and physically- scar me but I can't just be afraid of it now" Gary explained, letting his hands fall as he turned his face to the boy "With just fire you can scare animals to where you want them to be which is good for hunting, then you can cook them with fire as well" Gary rambled on

"I guess you're right" Little Cato turned his body to the human, curling up and using Gary's arm as a pillow "you can also make weapons with fire" he added with a smile

"yeah" Gary smiled, glad that he was changing the boy's outlook on the incident "fire is also looks pretty darn cool if you ask me" Gary chuckled, noticing the boy trying his best to stay awake. "Things can be scary sometimes" Gary's voice was much softer as he turned to the boy and brushed his hair out of the way "but if you're careful enough, you got nothing to fear".
The boy was now fast asleep, Gary watched him sleep before turning back to the ceiling. Out of the corner of his eye, Gary saw something move and so decided to lift his head slightly to see what it was
"oh" Gary whispered mainly to himself  "Hey" he greeted Avocato quietly who leaned on the door

"Is he asleep?" Avocato checked as he stepped into the room to inspect it himself. Gary nodded, wondering how long he had been standing there. "You can sleep on my bed again today if you wish" Avocato offered to which Gary politely declined

"Thank you but no can do. Once a cat falls asleep on you, you do not move" Gary said as he gestured to the boy. Avocato scrunched his nose in confusion, wondering what a "cat" was but decided not to question it.

"Have you decided what you want to do?" Avocato asked as he sat at the very end of the bed, looking down at the human.
Gary thought to himself with a sigh

"what" 

The two Ventraxian's exchanged looks before Little Cato repeated

"Your whole apartment and shop...burned down?" he said, now unsure if this was a good idea to even talk about. Gary had just woken up and now he was getting the news that his only source of money and shelter were gone.

"ohohhoh okay" Gary laughed nervously as he sat back down, Little Cato joined.

The two Ventraxians watched Gary tap his foot anxiously as he covered his mouth with his right hand and tapped the table with his left, trying to process what he had just been told.
Stopping his tapping, Gary sighed
"All of it?" Gary asked, looking at Little Cato then Avocato

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