Hello, everyone. It's me, Mr. X. Yes, this story is my response to those stay at home tags, ads, commercials, and the order to stay at home itself, okay? They annoy and frustrate me like crazy because I'm trying to feel like everything's normal. But, there's still so many stupid "home together" content everywhere, so this story is happening. It's my way of coping with my stress over the pandemic and my irritation over those "at home with me" content from Youtube, from TV, from EVERYWHERE (and also the order to stay at home itself)! Anyway, this story features a cynical and short-tempered (and also foulmouthed) black cat named Slicer, whose family disowned her a year before this story started. She began living on her own and, after hearing of the global pandemic, Antiaid (which I made up), she takes refuge in an empty two-story house, which is empty because the people who live there are doctors who are spending too much time with the infected patients. Whenever they come back to the house, Slicer would hide somewhere where they never bother going to: the closet in the basement. It's dirty, but she'll live. Later, the family of doctors left, but never came back, so Slicer had the house to herself and decided to, as the ads say, stay at home. However, she would soon realize what a fatal mistake that would be. And, sometimes, home isn't the safest place to be. Enjoy.

-Mr. X

P.S. The word "retarded" is used once in this story. Please do not take this personally and do not try to cause flame wars because this story does not support that kind of word nor would it be responsible if there WOULD be any flame wars and/or controversies. I don't use that word to people.

Slicer's the name. Stealing's my game. Well, I'm not really able to steal as much as I used to right now because of a.........well, problem, but I'm bored as hell right now and I have nothing else to do, so you're stuck with me. Yeah, the picture above is me. I'm the pretty one on the left. If you say I'm not pretty, I will cut you!! ...........I'm just kidding! Or am I? Yeah, I'm kidding! Anyway, this is my story today and here's the deal: I'll tell you everything that happened to me in life, and you are going to listen. Sounds good? Great! My name is Slicer, as stated above. I used to make a living by breaking into people's houses, stealing there food, scratching stupid dogs, tearing apart comics that offend my species like Garfield and especially Get Fuzzy, and plenty of other stuff as long as I get paid. Well, I'd do it either way because it's fun. I worked for a crime lord cat who lived in a dark alley. I was a part of a small team of cats who were sent to do these different tasks. Some humans got hurt, some didn't, but I didn't really care as long as I got paid. Currency's tuna. Yeah, you heard me right. Tuna is not just food, but money too! We get a lot of good shit just paying with tuna. I always kept this job a secret from my disapproving family who always treated me like a damn failure. "Be more like your sister" they said. "Cassie never gets in trouble, so why do you?" they said. "Not even your younger brothers are as childish as you!" they also said. I was the disappointment/rebel in the family. Even when I gave them half of my tuna, they still acted like I was a failure. Probably because I lied and said I stole them from other cats. We lived in an abandoned bank in Manhattan. Praise the big fucking apple! My parents continued to treat me like a failure which didn't bother me really (except when they compare me to my siblings) until they found out about my secret job which caused them to kick me out! Since then, I was on my own, continuing my job and stealing food for myself. I was always rebellious with my family, so I guess it was my own fault for them disowning me and kicking me out of my home, huh? Naahh... I did my job until my boss died from the virus called Antiaid, some kind of virus that came from Pakistan. From what I've heard, the humans in Pakistan caught the Antiaid virus, which is also called AID-23, and it was very fatal. I also heard that the symptoms were red eyes, loss of breath, stuffed nose, and in extreme cases, death. And also coughing obviously. Any animal can get the virus too so I wasn't gonna let the virus infect ME. I still have to find a better job I'm good at and I wasn't gonna get the virus OR lose money. Well, tuna, but you get the picture! But, I had no choice. I needed a place to stay. I found this two story house somewhere outside of Manhattan and it was homed to human doctors. They haven't been home as much and that's good because I needed somewhere to stay, so I snuck in. And I lived in there closet in the basement whenever they got home, which wasn't very often with AIDS-23 and all. I've been stealing there food to survive and I made sure I didn't leave any crumbs behind that would lead the doctors to me. And those clueless doctors didn't have a, well, clue that I stole their food. I'm a cat and even I know I'm phrogging this house. But, don't call me a damn frog though. I look nothing like one.

In case you're wondering, the year is 2028, the month is March, and the date is the 13th of Friday, my favorite date considering who I am. I was walking along the kitchen floor in between the counter and the stove and I saw the refrigerator open. That's weird. I thought. The humans don't usually leave the fridge open. What the fucking heck is going on? I immediately lost my train of thought when I heard stomping. The humans didn't even leave yet. I panicked and ran out of the kitchen and into the hallway next to it where the basement was. A doctor climbed up the stairs and opened the door and I jumped behind the door and as he walked by closing the door, I jumped into the basement at the last second. "Honey, have you seen my glasses?" I heard him call out. "I've looked for them all morning and I can't find them!" Humans are so retarded... I thought. Sometimes, I wonder how the hell they are the dominant species. Oh, right. Because they do everything that cats don't. Not to mention the thumbs. Goddammit... I climbed down the stairs and went into the closet next to the stairs and quietly cracked the door with the top of my paw under the door. Guess I have to wait longer for the humans to leave if they don't find those damn glasses. Then, I noticed the glasses next to me. Are you fucking kidding me?

After I placed the glasses somewhere on the kitchen floor for the humans to find undetected, they left and I finally had the place to myself again. If I had thumbs, I'd lock every door in this house! I thought, annoyed. Can't deal with these stupid humans all over the place! But....this is better than getting infected. I took a rope and lassoed the handle of the fridge and I pulled it open and took a broccoli sandwich out of the fridge and pushed the fridge closed. ....What? Sometimes, I gotta eat healthy too, you know. Especially during the pandemic. And the fridge wasn't that high up for me to close, damn it. Anyway, I carried the sandwich in my mouth to the closet in the basement and chowed down. Gross! I thought. But, this is building my cat immune system. I'm basically saving my ass from AIDS-23. I then shouted out, "YOU HEAR THAT, DAD?!! I'm eating healthy!! I hope you regret every shitty thing you said to me, you fuck!! How's THAT for not being like my younger sister?!!" I facepalmed myself for being so loud and for talking to myself. Again. It was never easy being with my family. They always treated me like shit, even though they say they don't.

One year earlier (third person narrator)...

"Hey!!" Slicer's grouchy neighbor, Noah, threw her into the bank where her family was standing with disapproving looks.

"I found her in the lobby of the nearby grocery store robbing from humans. Again." Noah grunted. "Keep that shit on a leash." As Noah walked off, Slicer stared at her parents, slightly nervous. "Uh.... Hey, Mom and Dad." She said.

"What the hell were you thinking?!" Slicer's Dad, Leigh, said. "You know you're not supposed to reveal yourself to the humans!! You could've lured them here! Are you trying to get us killed?!"

"I was hungry!" Slicer grunted, less nervous.

"We have plenty of food here!" Slicer's Mom, Darla, said. "Honestly, Slicer, you need to be more like your siblings! They hardly get into troub-"

"I'm not my siblings, okay?!" Slicer said angrily. "And stop telling me I need to be more like my siblings, Mom and Dad!! I'm nothing like them! I'm not them!! I'm me!! I'm not my stupid brothers and sisters!"

"Not with that attitude, you're not!!" Leigh snapped. "You'd better watch your tongue next time we have this discussion! Now you match right back to your room!" Slicer ignored her parents and angrily stomped away. "What are you doing?!" Darla snapped. "Get back here this instant!!"

"Get the hell off my back!!" Slicer snapped back. She walked out of the abandoned bank and took a somewhat quiet walk through the abandoned town. Most of the people who lived in the town died of AIDS-23 or retreated to a safer destination. So far, none of the cats have been infected, not to mention that most of the cats in the area don't know about it. Slicer looked around and saw several of the gangster cats getting into fights and having sex in public. Ugh! She thought, grossed out. Why in public?! Are they trying to trigger any unsuspecting male cats?! Anyone sees them fucking other female cats, they'll probably wanna fuck themselves. And, also those cats... Nasty... The abandoned town was mostly populated with black furred cats and some dogs, who were put in kennels by the crime lord cats who ran certain areas in the town.

Slicer was looking for her partner and crush, Tanner, who always accompanied her team on heists. Tanner has always expressed interest in forming a club where cats everywhere band together to wipe out all dogs. But, he knew that it could never happen.

"Hey yo, Slicer!" A voice called. Another black cat appeared out of nowhere and walked beside Slicer. Tanner.

"Hey, Tanner." Slicer sighed. "What's up?"

"Just still trying to find more members for my club." Tanner said.

"Wait, you actually did it?" Slicer asked, surprised. "That's cool, man!"

"Thanks." Tanner said. "But, I only got like 7 members for the club. And they're just my idiot brothers..."

"Well, if you want more members, just grab a several dozen men and have them pull their pants down!" Slicer laughed.

"God, will you quit it with that nasty talk?!" Tanner cried while Slicer still laughed. "That's gross! And I'm not talking about human members!"

"Sorry, sorry!" Slicer said. "I just always wanted to say that!"

"I'll bet!" Tanner said, annoyed. "Anyway, what about you? What's going on with you?"

"Just the same old shit from my parents..." Slicer sighed. "It's bad enough that they think I'm a screw up, but, god, if they ever find out about this job, they will cut me."

"Well... Did it ever occur to you that you should............listen to your parents?" Tanner asked nervously.

"Dude, why would you say that when you could be in dead meat when YOU'RE Dad sees what job you have taken!"

"My Dad's a first class asshole. That doesn't mean I should disrespect him though!" Tanner said. "I'm only doing this job so I can provide for the family while Dad gets drunk on that fucking catnip!"

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry!" Slicer cried. "Geez, I wasn't trying to cause an argument for once."

"Whatever.." Tanner sighed. "I'm just saying that it's not gonna kill you to respect your parents."

"Well, I DO share the tuna I earn from the big man, Tanner." Slicer said, rolling her eyes. "That's compassion, isn't it?"

"I guess..." Tanner sighed, also rolling his eyes. "It's better than nothing."

"And why DO you wanna set up a club that consists of all the cats in the world anyway?" Slicer asked. "Isn't that a bit hard?"

"Not as hard as you get when you're near me." Tanner chuckled, much to Slicer's irritation.

"Shut up, Tanner! What the hell happened to no nasty talk?!?" Slicer snapped.

"Just trying to show you what it's like to hear that kind of talk." Tanner said, chuckling a little less. "But, it's just a dream I've had. It might never actually work out."

"Then, just start a book club." Slicer said. "Don't book clubs have less members than most clubs?"

"I TRIED to set up a book club once, but that bombed hard!" Tanner said. "Can't exactly turn the damn page without thumbs, you know. Gotta use the top of my paws. And the last books I read were a tetralogy called the sunners about two warring wolf packs who lived in a desert after being stranded from a plane crash. It was great at first, but then I read the comic book adaptation. That one bombed harder than my book club idea. I heard the humans hated it to the point where they set the copies on fire."

"What were the wolves doing in a plane to begin with?" Slicer asked.

"That's not the point." Tanner said. "A stupid book club isn't gonna work. Now, come on. We're late enough already!"

...

Yeah, that was a flashback of my usual days in that abandoned Manhattan town. It was somewhat rough, but life was still good when I robbed humans and scared them off by stuffing toothpaste in my mouth and made it look like I had rabies. Yeah, while I still worked for my crime lord boss in Manhattan, I left Manhattan completely. My parents only kicked me out of the bank, they never said I couldn't leave Manhattan. They can't kick me out because they have no authority to do that, I left Manhattan on my own. I'll tell you why I left Manhattan later.

After I took several snacks from the fridge, only the healthy ones and one unhealthy one, I was stuffed and it was already in the afternoon. I decided to take a nap. Sleep off the fullness. The family was supposed to be back around the evening and I wanted to get enough food before my nap since I'll be waking up around the time they're back.

Later...

I woke up, yawning, and I peaked out the basement closet. Usually, at this time, one of the humans would be down here. I studied their routine and schedule. But, for some reason, nobody was in the basement. Pretty sure I would be seeing human feet pittering the floor right about now. I thought, dazed. The fuck?? Did I get their routine wrong? Or did the male human forget his glasses again?? I just don't understand those idiots! I slowly crept out the door and looked around, but no humans. I was confused as hell. Okay, I'm confused as hell. I thought (see?). Where are the humans?? I don't hear them either! I climbed up the stairs and held my ear against the door. No humans. Hmmm. What is going on? I thought. DOn't they usually come home at this time? Wait, yeah, they do! Studied their damn schedule! So, where ARE they?! Yeah, I know. I sound like I want them to be here. I don't. But, I need to make sure I didn't get their schedule wrong because if I end up going out to get extra food NOW, I could end up getting caught. Or for all I know, they knew all along that I was at the house and now, they're getting the fucking exterminator. I had no choice. I jumped up and tried to pull the door knob down and it opened the door thankfully. I then peeked out the door and looked around. I didn't see anybody. Doesn't seem like anyone is around. I thought. So, it must be okay. I walked out the door, praying that nobody is around, which is something I don't normally do, and walked through the kitchen. Empty. I went out of the kitchen and walked in between the front door and the stairs to the second floor and into the living room the couches weren't even warm when I walked on top of them. Okay, I don't think it was a good idea to walk on the couch. They'll know I was here. I thought. I walked up to the second floor, which was just the humans' master bedroom. Yeesh, somebody was too lazy to build a bigger second floor. I thought. God, I hate humans.... Yeah, it's true. I hate humans. They aren't really the nicest to cats. More humans like dumb dogs rather than cats. Obviously, I hate dogs, but hey, I'm a cat. It's in my cat DNA to hate dogs.  Especially bulldogs. I took one look at a bulldog once when I was in Manhattan and I thought That is one ugly dog. Then, he chased me up the fence. I kept on double checking every part of the house and their were still no humans. I guess they had to work late or something. No humans..... That means I have the house to myself! I thought, happy. I said out loud, "I have the entire place to myself! Eeeehahahahahahaaa!!!"

I raided the entire fridge, taking everything I could find and bringing them to the closet in the basement. Hopefully, the humans will think that they were robbed by someone other than me. I'm sure some of you think I'm being a paranoid survivalist. Survivalist? Yes. Paranoid? No. I'm just doing what I can to survive. Isn't that what humans do?

With all the food to myself, I started to wonder what I'm gonna be able to do when I run out. Should I kill someone for their food and water? Should I have some compassion and let the other humans out their keep their food and water? I think you know what option I'd choose for. But, hey. I'm a cat. Nobody's putting ME in jail! I won't allow it! And, I'm good at avoiding those dicks at animal control too! But, for now, I need to preserve all this food and water. Still, I need to know what happened to the doctors that lived here. Did they get infected or something? I thought. Yeah... I think that's what happened. Virus must've fucked them up really good.

I brought the last of the food down to the basement and shut the basement door. I spent most of my time outside of the closet because I've been crammed in that closet long enough and I need more space. It was pretty small in the basement itself too. Just a closet, a bathroom, a washing machine and a dryer, but it was better than a closet. I still wasn't comfortable being on the first floor because those humans could still show up. I didn't know if they got infected or not, but I wasn't willing to take that chance. I locked the basement door too. Finally, the place to myself. I thought happily. I thought those stupid humans would never leave! Had to constantly listen to them talk and, on occasions, fuck each other. Stupid pervert humans! That's the only thing I hated about my job!

Two years earlier...

Slicer and Tanner jumped into the trunk of an orange SUV, hid behind some groceries and, as it went in motion, Slicer and Tanner discussed their plan quietly.

"Ok, you know what to do?' Tanner asked.

"Yeah, but I'm doing it my way!" Slicer said.

"No, we have to go by the plan EXACTLY the way I just described it! You fuck this up, we're screwed for life!" Tanner whispered angrily.

"The boss said we can do this any way we want!" Slicer said.

"Yeah, but we have to negotiate too, Slicer!" Tanner whispered. "Are you really that much of a dummy??"

"Hey, I told you not to call me that!" Slicer snapped. "Fine! Let's just get this taken care of!"

"Thank you..." Tanner sighed, as the car parked in the driveway of a small one-story house. "Let's just hurry and rob these humans. They........do stuff in their room at this time of the day."

"What stuff?" Slicer asked. Tanner ignored that question and said, "Hurry! Get in the back seat!" Slicer and Tanner jumped into the back seat as two humans, a teenage boy and teenage girl open the trunk of the car. The teenage boy wore a dark shirt, blue pants, and had black curly hair while the teenage girl had long, red, beautiful hair, a grey, short-sleeved bare midriff shirt, a bellybutton ring, and black low-rise jeans.

"Here, I got it." The girl said kindly.

"Thanks." The boy said, smiling. "After we take care of this, are we gonna, you know, take care of our homework?"

"Oh, yeah." The girl said, placing her hand on the boy's chest. "We're gonna do our homework real good." The boy smiled as he closed the trunk.

"What does she mean by do their homework real good?" Slicer whispered to Tanner.

"You don't wanna fucking know." Tanner said, disgusted. "Honestly, they're not doing any actual homework." He and Slicer then jumped out of the front door of the car and hid under it before the girl closed it. The boy then pulled open the garage door and the girl walked in while Slicer and Tanner jumped behind a bucket in the left corner of the garage before the boy closed it. Both he and the girl walked into the house and closed the kitchen door behind them.

"Bring the rope?" Tanner asked.

"Damn it! I forgot it!" Slicer snapped. "I KNEW I forgot something!"

"That's okay!" Tanner insisted. "I have another idea!" Tanner walked up to a broom next to the door, followed by Slicer, and tipped it over, causing it to fall on the washer nearby the door, making a loud thud.

"THAT'S your backup plan??" Slicer snapped.

"Hurry and get behind the damn door!" Tanner snapped back as they jumped behind the kitchen door when the girl opened it. She was holding silver cuffs.

"Who's there?" She asked, as Slicer and Tanner snuck past her. They found themselves in the living room where they ducked under a coffee table. The girl then walked off upstairs.

"Slicer, I'm really, really sorry I'm doing this, but I want you to keep an eye on them while I go gather the food." Tanner said regretfully.

"Are you kidding me, dude?!" Slicer snapped. "You never said that was part of the plan! Why can't I steal it?!"

"Look, let's not argue and get this taken care of!" Tanner grunted. "Hurry!"

"Fine!" Slicer grunted. "BE sexist! But, wait a minute! Why do you have to be THAT sorry??" Tanner ignored Slicer and started looking through the kitchen. "Damn it, Tanner!" Slicer whispered to herself angrily, as she turned around and headed upstairs. When she got upstairs, she found herself in front of the boy and girl's bedroom. The door was cracked open and she quietly pushed it open and peeked from the other side of the door. She saw the boy and girl talking to each other while the girl was holding the silver cuffs.

"Are you sure about this?" The boy asked.

"Of course, silly!" The girl said with an upbeat tone, handing the cuffs to the boy. "This is the best way to do our homework!"

"Okay, if that's what you want." The boy said, sweating. "Get in the corner then!" The girl stood against the corner of the bedroom, took off her shirt, revealing her bare breasts, and held her hands in the air in between a hook on the ceiling. The boy was sweating with nervousness while Slicer herself was watching in horror. She looked away in disgust.

"Slicer, what are you doing?!" Tanner whispered from the stairs. "You're supposed to keep an eye on them!"

"Not when they're about to fuck on each other, Tanner!" Slicer whispered angrily. "I don't wanna do this! Let's switch jobs now!"

"There's no time! I need to get the food!" Tanner whispered impatiently. "Just keep an eye on them!"

Tanner went downstairs while Slicer continued watching the boy and girl. The boy walked up to the girl and handcuffed her hands over the hook, knelt down, and licked her breasts. "Mmmmm...." the girl moaned. "Don't stop..... Please..."

God, no!!! Slicer thought, disgusted. No, no, no, no! I'm gonna get you for this Tanner!! Then, Slicer saw that the boy was unbuttoning the girl's pants. Nooooooooooooo!!!! Slicer thought, utterly terrified. GODDAMNIT!!!!

Tanner placed all the food he could find onto a blue wagon while Slicer watched in horror as the boy licked the girl's vagina. "Oh! Oh!! Don't stop!! Please!!" The girl moaned loudly. Slicer was about ready to pass out when Tanner signaled her that it was time for them to leave.

Slicer ran down the stairs and angrily shouted, "Tanner, you asshole!! Was this revenge for what I did the other night?!"

"Kind of." Tanner said, snickering.

"Look, I said I was sorry! I didn't know the tuna I stole was your Dad's!" Slicer insisted.

"Yeah, I think you very well." Tanner joked, causing Slicer to glare at him intensely. "Okay, I deserved that glare. Come on, let's leave!" He and Slicer pulled the wagon as hard as they could towards the front door.

SLAM!! THUMP!!

"What the hell was that?!" Tanner whispered to Slicer.

"Ohh!!! Agh!!!!" The girl yelled out from upstairs, slamming the wall apparently. "AAAAAAAHH!!! HARDER!!! HARDER!!"

"God, those humans are doing their homework!" Slicer groaned. She then used her rope to pull the front door open and she and Tanner exited the house while the boy and girl upstairs did their "homework."

...

GOD, those were horrible times! But, my greed for more payments could not stop me from doing my work. Even if I was forced to watch humans fuck on each other like animals. Anyway, let's get back to my story here.

It got dark and, after I ate the food, I went into the closet and fell asleep. Though, I was very concerned though. The humans still haven't showed up. I don't really care about the humans' safety though. Fuck them. It's just that I have a schedule that's supposed to be followed and I don't wanna get caught in any of the rooms unexpectedly. Call it an OCD thought or whatever you want. Something is up.

The next morning...

I walked into the kitchen because I haven't heard the humans come in all night. They never returned home. Yeah, I had to say it twice because I don't know what's going on. Except one thing: Antiaid. The humans that lived here must've caught Antiaid. Which means..........I have the entire house to myself! Woo hoo! I thought. ...........What? Insensitive? What are you talking about? I'm a survivalist. Who cares if the humans are infected?! Fuck 'em! I mean, you might care, but I don't! I'm sorry, it's just the way I am!

Anyway, I raided the entire fridge and I found the secret stash of fried chicken the human male hid under his and his wife's bed. It was password locked. The password was easy as fuck to figure out. It was chicken4life9957. Well, easy for someone intelligent. I took all the food to the basement closet, which took all day because I had to use my mouth to carry the damn food.

It was afternoon and I just brought the last of the food down. I ate half of the fried chicken and I was so stuffed that I felt like Garfield. Damn, that was filling as fuck.... I thought. Gotta save all this though. Can't run out. I mean, it's fun to steal from other humans, but I still gotta save all this food. Oh, and if any of you have problems with my cussing, tough. This story was rated mature for a reason. Not all stories with cussing on this 'site are that way, but you gotta be careful with what you read. Especially you, kiddies! Man, I love breaking the forth wall. Now I know what Garfield feels like.... I thought. Can't be like him. Not that fat fuck!

SMASH!!!

"What the hell was that?!!' I whispered to myself in horror. That was the sound of broken glass. "What the fuck?! I thought the humans who lived here weren't supposed to be back here?!" I whispered angrily. "Shit, I'm going to animal control!!"

Creeeeeek.

The basement door slowly opened and something was walking down the stairs. SHIT!! I thought, as I dived into the basement and hid quietly behind the corner of the door. I didn't know what was going on, but I knew the strange figure was right in the basement. Whoever it was, it slowly cracked the basement closet door. Is that a human? I thought. Is he breaking in here to steal MY food and water?! The fucker thinks he can mess with me, huh?! Well, he's sorely mist- I peeked through the door and the figure vanished. Without a trace. He's GONE! I thought, dazed as hell. What the hell?! Where did he go?!

SMASH!!

Another sound of broken glass. What the hell?! I thought, even more dazed. Did he break another window?! I jumped out of the basement closet. What's this guy's problem?! Is he trying to let in Antiaid?! Not if I can help it!!

Creeeek.

The basement door slowly opened again. I saw a black hooded figure slowly walking down the stairs. Again, I jumped into the closet and hid behind the door to get a peek at the bastard. But, he didn't come downstairs. What the hell is going on?! I thought, extremely dazed.wasn't this guy just down here a minute ago?!

SMASH!!

Yet, another sound of broken glass, which I am assuming is the same sound I heard the last few times. "What is this, some fucking psycho time loop?!" I whispered to myself as I slowly crept out of the closet. "Or is this asshole messing with me?!"

SMASH!!

Broken glass again. "Okay, that does it!" I said out loud, as I ran up the stairs to see what was going on. The basement door was cracked open. I stormed out of the basement, prepared to attack anyone in the house. I didn't care if it was the owners or not. "This is MY house now!" I yelled. "So, if you assholes have a problem with that, BRING IT ON!!" No response. I started to look around. There wasn't any broken glass anywhere. I looked in the kitchen, the living room, and the bedroom, but I didn't see ANY broken glass. "Hello?!" I called out. "Okay, this isn't funny, asshole! Who's doing this?!" I know, I usually hide from humans and avoid getting their attention. But, I'm willing to scratch their eyes out if they so much as try to attack me. "I don't know if you're the owners or not, but I'm not leaving the fucking house until the virus is cured!! Hell, I might even STAY here even when the virus is cured!" Still, no response. What's going on?! I thought. Am I hallucinating?! Goddamn it, I knew eating too much food was gonna be bad for me!!

"Daddy is coming for you 🎵 ........................ 🎶 Daddy's gonna tear your lier out............... .................La dee da dee daaaaaa laaaaaaaa....."

Well, THAT send chills down my spine. "Wh-what the hell was that?!" I said to myself, trying to keep my voice low. "Is that a fucking criminal??" I shook my head rapidly. "No, no! I'm no scaredy cat! Well, I'm a cat, but I'm not gonna let some asshole stop me from living my life!"

"I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU!!!!!!!!!!! I'M GONNA FUCKING TEAR YOUR SPINE OUT, YOU CUNT, IF YOU DON'T GIVE ME ALL YOUR FUCKING FOOD AND WATER!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!"

I didn't know where that voice was coming from. It could be downstairs. Or up here with me. Is this a mental patient with AntiAid? I thought, slowly creeping down the stairs. It's gotta be SOMEONE. Can't just be a no one. When I got downstairs, I saw that all the windows were in fact smashed. "How is that possible?!" I said to myself in fear. "Weren't they smashed a few minutes ago?! I..........if they were smashed now, how come I didn't hear it?!"

RIIIIIIIING!

The telephone in the kitchen rang. "Oh, no! Absolutely not!" I said angrily. "I'm not answering the damn phone! Some psycho killer is gonna answer it! Just like in the movies! Besides, I don't have thumbs to help me pick it up!"

RIIIIIIIIING!

It wouldn't stop ringing. It was starting to annoy the hell out of me. "Fine, but only to get it to stop ringing!" I ran into the kitchen, jumped onto the counter, and pushed the telephone over and said, "Yeah, what do you want, psycho killer? Are you gonna ask if I like scary movies or tell me that the calls are coming from the house even though I know you're already here? Oh, wait. That's what the cops say, but what the hell do you want?"

"I'M GONNA LICK YOUR EYEBALLS, COCKSUCKER!!!!!!!!!!!" The psycho over the phone screamed.

"Oh, THAT'S original. Why don't you go stick your tongue in someone's vagina instead, you fucking fuck wad!" I said angrily. Yeah, I know, I'm vulgar. "Now, get the hell out of here before I scratch your eyes ou...!"

"Yooooooou are gonnna dieeeieeee...... I'm gonna kill you. 🎶 Time for a permanent slumber........ 🎵" The psycho over the phone interrupted me, singing some stupid song. Yeah, he's hard to take seriously, isn't he? I hung up the phone and slashed the phone cord with my sharp-as-hell claws. Good. He won't be making any calls anytime soon! I thought, proud. Now, I still need to figure out what's going on. I walked out of the kitchen and back into the basement. No idiotic psycho here.... I thought. Where the fuck could he be?!

STAB!!!!!

"YOW!!" I yelped, as a knife stabbed the floor right next to me, causing me to jump. "Who's there?!" I yelled out. "Show yourself, ya dick!!" No one was around.

"SHITTERS MUST DIE WITHIN THE HANDS OF GOD.............SHITTER STYLE!!!!!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA!!!!!"

Well, that sent chills down my spine. Again. "Where the hell are you, you psycho?!!" I yelled. "Show yourself so I can scratch your eyes out!!" No answer. That son of a bitch!! I thought. He's trying to mess with me! Well, I'll mess with his FACE!! I'm gonna trap this motherfucker! I ran into the basement closet, took out a banana, pulled it out from the peel, and placed it on the stairs and hid behind a corner, sharpening my claws. "Come on, you fuck." I whispered through gritted teeth. "Come out wherever you are!" The door slowly opened. Gotcha, you fuck! I thought, grinning. But, no footsteps. I peeked from the corner and nobody was walking down the stairs. Damn it! I thought. Where IS he?! Something then tapped me on the back. I turned around, growling. Nobody was there. Again. "Where are you?!!" I yelled out, frustrated. "Show yourself!! I'm not playing this stupid game with you!!"

"OH, BUT I AM!!!"

"Where are you, you sick fuck!!!" I yelled, finally losing my cool (if you say I never had it, I WILL cut you). "I'm serious, I'm tired of this stupid stunt you're pulling!!!!"

"OH WHAT HAPPENED TO THE BIG, BAD TOUGH SLICER???!!!!!! I THOUGHT YOU WERE SO BAD AND TOUGH!!!!!! BUT, I GUESS I WAS WRONG!!"

"You know who I am?!!" I cried out, frantically looking around. "HOW??!"

"I WILL CUT YOU, YOU PIG CUNT!!!!!!!!!"

"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS???!!!!" I finally shouted in fear.

"BECAUSE IT'S FUN!!!! AND, ALSO TO SHOW YOU THAT STAYING AT HOME WILL NEVER KEEP YOU SAFE FROM THE ANTIAID VIRUS!!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!"

"YOU SICK FUCK!!!" I screamed, still frantically moving around. "Tell me where you are so I can shred you to pieces!!!"

CRASH!!!

An axe suddenly burst right from the stairs and a gloved hand slowly emerged from it. "I'm coming for you, asshole!!!" I yelled out, as I charged at the figure coming from the stairs. I jumped into that huge hole the figure made on the stairs. He (or she) was gone. God, I'm so stupid! I thought. All this stress and fear I'm feeling is causing me to imagine things! But, what caused this hole?! AM I imagining things??

WHACK!!

"Such pretty stars..." I moaned as I fell to the ground. Everything then went black...

"Uhhn... My head..." I groaned, as I slowly opened my eyes. I sat up and found myself in a small silver cage. "Wh-what the hell?!" I cried, as I noticed my front and back paws tied up. "Where the hell am I?!!" I found myself in the living room. But, nobody was around. "What, are you still playing this goddamn vanishing act??!!" I shouted. "Where are you??!! Show yourself!!!" I suddenly heard multiple footsteps walking down the stairs. I turned around to see what was coming downstairs. Once again, nobody. Finally, I buried my face into my paws and cried. "Please leave me alone!!!" I shouted, tears rolling down my eyes. "Whoever's doing this, please leave me alone!! If you're somebody I hurt or anything, I'm SORRY!!! Please just leave me alone!!!" Yeah, I know what you're thinking. Not so tough anymore, are you, Slicer? Well, I guess not. You're right. WAY deep down, I'm a complete wuss. After 5 minutes of crying, I slowly looked up and saw three humans, one man and two women, standing over me. The man had a black jacket, black pants, a white shirt and tie, and a sack over his head with holes for his eyes and a smirk drawn on the front. The two women standing next to him wore creepy smiling masks that only covered their faces. One had blonde hair and the other had short black hair. The blonde girl had a green jacket and a black shirt and blue jeans while the girl with black hair girl had a short yellow dress and black jeans.

I began to back away in fear.

"Why are you doing this?" I whispered fearfully.

"Because you were home." The blonde girl said in a creepy monotonous voice. The man tilted his head while staring at me. Seeing all three of the staring down at me, I knew this was the end.

"Oh, god!" I said, weeping. "Oh, god, help me!" The black haired girl walked away while the man and blonde girl still stared at me. I couldn't take it anymore. I burst into tears while the man and woman stared at me in delight. "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?!!" I screamed. "Why?!!"

"You were home..." The blonde girl repeated quietly. "You were home..........any last words.....?"

Those words echoed in my head. Is this really the end for me? I began to speak, "All I can say is.........I'm sorry for everything I've done. For stealing, for being so mean and nasty, for disrespecting my family, for EVERYTHING!!!" Tears rolled down my eyes. "I'm truly and sincerely sorry for being the way I am! I was just so scared about how others would treat me, growing up!! And, I'm scared of the virus! I don't wanna get sick!! I don't wanna be forced to stay in one place!! I don't wanna be the way I am to everybody!! I just want my life back!! I never wanted to be the bad guy!!" I buried my face into my paws again, crying while the man and woman stared at me.

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The black haired woman returned, holding a knife and placed it on the ground. She pulled off her mask and set it down next to the knife. The blonde haired girl and the man proceeded to pull off their masks as well. Their blank expressions sent chills down my spine. The man slowly squatted down in front of me and picked up the knife. He slowly opened the cage. "Please don't do this." I begged. "PLEASE!! Please don't do this!! You don't have to do this!!" He grabbed my neck and stabbed the side of my stomach. "NNNNGH!!!" I grunted in pain, trying not to scream as the knife went into my body. More tears rolled down my eyes. He pulled the knife out of my stomach and gave it to the black haired girl, who squatted down and stabbed the other side of my stomach. "AAAAHH!!" I howled in pain, blood gushing from my body. The black haired girl gave the blonde girl the knife and she squatted down and stabbed my left arm. "AAAAAHH!!" I screamed, blood pouring from my arm.

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The rest of this story will now be told in third person narration. Enjoy....

An hour later...

Tanner walked alongside the sidewalk in a small neighborhood in broad daylight. He has spent every day searching for his friend, Slicer. Since she left Manhattan, they haven't talked anymore and he was starting to worry about her. Damn it, Slicer, where are you?? He thought. God, you should've taken my advice and try to get along with your family instead of continuously fighting with them and they wouldn't have kicked you out. They didn't kick you out of the town, you shouldn't have left the town! Very few cars have passed Tanner as he was walking by, busy with his thoughts. I gotta hurry cause Dad still thinks I'm home. Something then caught his attention: three humans, one man and two women, walked out of a two story house across the street and got into a red and white pickup truck and slowly drove past him. Tanner noticed that the driver, the man, was staring at him before he drove off. That's........weird. Tanner thought. They left their front door open.

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Tanner crossed the street and walked into the two story house and saw the whole house was a mess. "Good lord, those humans must've raided the place." He mumbled. "Guess this wasn't their house." He slowly walked into the kitchen and saw everything a complete mess as well as the basement door opened. He walked into the basement, which wasn't as messy as everything else. And he saw the basement closet wasn't messy either. Doesn't look like anything was stolen. Tanner thought. Glad those humans didn't steal anything. All the stuff here is perfect for me to sell to our new boss... But, it wouldn't really be the same without Slicer. Where IS she? He went back upstairs and into the living room. The living room doesn't look messy at all. Tanner thought. Were those humans looking for something...? What the fuck is that??!!! Tanner noticed a blood stain on the carpet. Is that...........blood?! Oh, my god! Panicking, Tanner ran out of the house, looking back every few seconds. He kept running until he was out of that street. He stopped to catch his breath. "Oh, god!!" He gasped. "Whose blood was that??!!" Then, he had a thought. Was it.........Slicer's?!! Oh, god, no, it can't be!! He then ran back to the house and searched everywhere, upstairs and downstairs. I don't see her! He thought.

"Maybe it was someone else's blood! God, where ARE you, Slicer?!" He shouted. "Slicer?! SLICER??!!"

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Well, there you have it! Yes, it's me, Slicer narrating the story again. You're probably wondering what happened to me. Here's the answer: You'll have to figure that out yourself. But, no matter what has happened to me, I am a changed cat. Well, I'm working on changing my attitude. Still struggling with anger issues and a lot of my other issues, alive or dead (I know it sounds like a dead giveaway to my fate, but it isn't). But, I will work on being more selfless and stop being selfish (even though I like fish). It's just not easy feeling like a disappointment to my family and it's even worse going through a pandemic like the one YOU guys, the readers, are going through now. And, I had to get attacked and stabbed by home invaders just to realize that I'm a nightmare... But, hey, you guys do what you can to fight whatever the hell you're going through (yeah, I still have issues with swearing) and try to stay positive. Yeah, I said that. But, again, I'm working on changing now and I hope you see that... Well, that's all I gotta say. I hope you enjoyed the story. Smell ya later.

THE END.