Anti decided to cling onto someone else after the incident with Chase.

Since Chase was still being a dick, drinking and hadn't apologized, Anti took it upon himself to find a different sucker that would coddle him.

Jackie was out of the question. Just because Anti allowed Jackie to pick him up and pet him, taking him to Marvin didn't mean he suddenly loved Jackie. Anti was stubborn and wanted to keep his little rivalry with him going for the fun of it.

But he supposed he could stop terrorizing him for now. . . . . maybe.

He COULD cling to Jameson but he was busy lately with his puppets and didn't have the time to adore him OR put up with him.

Marvin could see through his bullshit and knew who he really was and was busy with the potion to change him back into . . . 'human'.

So that left Henrik!

Sure the doctor acted like an old man, all grumpy and stuff but Anti knew he had a big soft spot for him whether he'd admit it or not.

Currently Henrik was in the basement working on something he probably shouldn't. Anti made his way down, taking note of how the door was slightly ajar. Anti squeezed himself in and looked around.

He had been in there before but everything looked to huge and extra enticing to him now as a cat.

Especially the beakers. He really wanted to smash them for some reason.

At the desk, Anti spotted Henrik typing in something on his computer.

Without any warning, Anti hopped up on the desk with a little mew.

Henrik jumped, having been too engrossed in his work, "VHAT THE HELL?! Cat, vhat the hell are you doing down here? I thought I shut zhe door?"

Anti sat down next to his keyboard.

Henrik rolled his eyes and sighed, "Vhatever. . .  you can stay down here as long as you don't mess vith anything. Yes?"

"Meow!"

"Good cat. Now STAY good" he continued to type on his computer.

But Anti was already bored.

Henrik busy typing on the computer. 

Slowly, Anti reached his paw out to touched the keyboard. Henrik followed the paw to Anti, "Cat . . ..  no" he shooed the paw away.

But this was fun to Anti.

Slowly, again, Anti reached his paw out but this time, he quickly tapped a key, making whatever he was typing add in a letter that wasn't supposed to go in.

Henrik lightly tapped Anti's paw, "I said, no. Knock it off"

Anti yawned at him.

Henrik snorted, "Oh, so you're bored, eh? Too bad. You vanted to be down here. Behave"

Anti squinted at him, thinking, flicking his tail.

It was ON.

Henrik went back to typing in his paperwork and all too quickly, Anti pressed the escape key, exiting Henrik out of whatever program he was in.

Henrik scoffed and put his head in his hands, groaning, "Oh my god. . . ."

Anti looked ready to playfully bolt if necessary but Henrik was one of those people who didn't get aggravated easily and kept it all bottled up inside.

Anti was ready for the challenge.

Henrik pulled up the program again and held up his other hand over the keyboard to keep Anti from messing with it again.

That didn't stop him.

Anti feigned innocence and started to purr, making Henrik smile a little.

'And now to fuck up his day'

Anti shoved Henrik's hand out of the way and flopped on his keyboard, laying on it, making the program go haywire.

Henrik looked like he was going to explode, he was turning red. But he also looked like he didn't want to yell at him. It wasn't his fault, after all that he just wanted some love and attention, especially after what happened with Chase.

Henrik tried to be nice about it and breathed in deeply, "Cat. . . . you're pushing your luck"

Anti just purred loudly, yawned and gave a tiny mew, making Henrik silently gush in his head.

He wanted to hold him and carry him around but he was supposed to be the unemotional one and VERY busy.

'Forget it. I'll work on something else'

Henrik suddenly hopped out of his chair and went over to his counter with the test tubes and beakers. He grabbed his clipboard and started making notes.

Anti tilted his head. He had no idea what Henrik was experimenting with but he was all curious to see. Curiosity DID kill the cat, after all.

He jumped up on the counter and Henrik gave him a cautious side-eye, "Watch yourself, boy"

Anti just purred and sat at the corner of the counter, watching him.

"I don't trust you" but nonetheless, Henrik went back to writing things down.

Anti looked at the test tubes, 'I wonder what's in there? Looks like blood' he edged a little closer and tried not to arise any suspicion, not realizing he was drastically failing.

When he got close enough, Anti could read what it said on the test tube.

'What the hell? Why the fuck does the doctor have MY blood!? How!? And what's he doing with it!?'

Anti glanced up at the doctor.

'So he's experimenting with my blood, huh? Interesting. What? Trying to see how to weaken or kill me, doc? I'll show you . ..'

Anti was gonna put a stop to this NOW.

A fast as he could, Anti batted the test tubes and made them fall onto the floor, shattering them and causing the blood to get contaminated and go everywhere. 

Henrik gasped and put his hands in his head, "VHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!"

Anti, just so it didn't arise suspicion, pounced over to the beakers and batted them onto the floor, too, watching with satisfaction as they smashed onto the floor, glass shattering like ice.

"STOP IT!"

Anti evaded Henrik's hands and leaped over to another counter where his coffee was.

"NO! DON'T YOU DARE! YOU ARE BEING A NAUGHTY LITTLE SHITE!"

Anti purred and batted it on the floor as well.

Not even seconds later, Henrik had him by his scruff and set him down outside the door, locking him out.

He had a LOT of cleaning up to do.

But Anti was laughing to himself. In Henrik's eyes, he was just a silly, naughty little kitty.

Anti could tell Henrik wasn't really mad at HIM but more so at himself for not keeping things out of a cat's reach.

'Serves him right for trying to do stuff with my blood. How'd he get it anyway?'

Anti wandered up the stairs and into the kitchen.

Where he spotted Chase sitting at the table.

Anti froze, ears flattened to his head.

Chase spotted him and his face turned guilty and sad immediately, "Anti! There you are. . . . here boy, come here" he tried to lower his hand for him to come over.

Anti wasn't budging, giving him a scared look.

To his credit, though, Chase DID look like he felt awful.

"Anti . . kitty, I'm sorry! I didn't mean what I said the other day. . . Really, I didn't. I didn't mean to hurt you. Please come here? Pretty please?" he tried making a motion for him to come over.

Anti growled lowly, still upset with him.

"Serves you right for kicking him" Jackie walked in.

Anti licked his lips and curled up against the wall, tail bushed out.

"I didn't mean to!" Chase tried to defend himself, "I was drunk!"

"Well, he doesn't know that" Jackie chuckled. He leaned down and used a finger to softly scratch the top of Anti's forehead.

Anti licked his little lips and found himself leaning into it a little, if only to make Chase feel even more guilty.

"Aw man!" Chase groaned, "And now he likes YOU!? This is bullshit"

Jackie stood back up straight and walked into the kitchen to fill up his water bottle, "Yeah well maybe you should stop drinking when you're sad and you won't hurt those who love you"

Chase grumbled a little but couldn't find a retort.

Anti snuck out before either of them could try anything. 

He had some questions, anyway, that needed answered and there was only one person that could answer them.

He pushed Marvin's door open and strut inside.

Marvin sighed, "Really?" he waved his hand to shut the door, "What's bothering you now? You only slam the door open coming in here when you're upset about something"

Anti hopped up on Marvin's bed, giving him a stern look, "I was hanging around Henrik a little bit ago"

"Oh yeah?" Marvin was stirring something in a potion, barely paying him any attention, waiting for a rant.

Anti growled, "The bastard doc was experimenting with my blood! MY BLOOD! I don't even know how he got it!"

Marvin stopped what he was doing and whisked around to face him, "Wait . . . do you mean he was experimenting with your CAT blood. . . or your human-like blood?"

"Well, it said 'Anti' on the test tubes and since I don't remember him sticking a needle in me as a cat, I'm going to assume he somehow got it when I WASN'T a cat"

"Huh, okay" Marvin nodded, "He must have gotten it when you fell asleep on our couch watching TV that one time. You'd do that a lot, we noticed"

"Wait, WHAT!?" Anti was appalled, "But I was so quiet! How the hell did you guys notice me!?"

Marvin raised a brow at him, "Anti, it was kind of obvious. We know you'd come to try and 'stalk' us but you'd also get very . . . distracted with things. We saw you a lot if you were watching TV or stealing food or if you had fallen asleep here. We just weren't scared of you doing anything at that point to fight you or kick you out. It was kind of cute"

Anti's fur puffed out, "CUTE!? I'M NOT CUTE!"

Marvin bit his lip, "You wanna retract that statement?"

Anti arched his back 'menacingly', "You take it back"

Marvin just shook his head, "No. . . Look, I don't know WHY Henrik took some of your blood but I'm sure he didn't mean anything nefarious by it. Do you want me to ask him?"

Anti's fur smoothened and slowly, he calmed down and laid back down on the bed, " . . . .yes"

"Yes, what?" Marvin pushed it.

Anti growled, ears flattened, " . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . please?"

Marvin just smiled, "Good kitty"

"I'm gonna chew on your hair in your sleep"

"Thanks for giving me a heads up. Your bed privileges are revoked now and I'll ward it so you can't jump up there tonight"

"Wait, what?! No! I take it back!"

Marvin chuckled. He didn't really mean it.