Sloe eyed, head lowered, tail twitching Fernando continued his stealthy advance towards me where I huddled on the bed.
Cim showed me to her guest room where I'd sleep, explained the workings of the hygienic cubical attached, even how to control the television with a
hand held device she left on a side table. She'd kindly told me everything I’d need to know to pass the night in comfort.
Everything but Fernando could open doors.
Pulling Cim’s favorite cashmere coverlet over my head I left my antenna poking out to keep eyes on the cat.
How could I have known my antenna - two bobbing weaving wands with balls on top - looked remarkably like the last cat toy Fernando had destroyed with
kitty mauling enthusiasm.
Biting my tongue to keep from screaming for Cim I watched the cat, it watched me, I didn’t move, the cat did, closer and closer.
One hand sneaking out from under the coverlet I grabbed the remote control, pointed it at the cat and started clicking buttons.
The TV responded by flickering to life and back off again, Fernando just flicked his tail, buried his head deeper into his shoulders and wiggled his
hind end before continuing to creep forward.
Having made his was to the side of the bed the cat disappeared from my sight.
Leaning forward I let my antenna stretch their farthest and was just able to see over the rim of the bed, where the cat was bunched up under itself
readying to launch upwards and onto the sleeping platform.
Jerking back from the edge I wished with all my might for Chumley.
He’d blast that darned cat from here to eternity.
No, no no no, that wouldn’t do at all, Cim obviously treasured the little monster.
“Carpet, what would you do” I asked myself huddled miserably under the blanket.
“I don’t know what Carpet would do but I can tell you one thing, you’d better pull those antenna in before that cat gets any closer.”
“Carpet is that you!” I crowed, clutching the cashmere close throwing myself to the floor sending Fernando hiding under the bed.
“Get back on the bed!” The voice commanded. “And don’t leave my corners hanging down for that cat to get it’s paws stuck in me!”
“Who are you? I pitched my voice low. Bewildered and not a little disappointed I returned to the bed. “Cim said there was nothing living in her
flat besides Fernando” I reddened in embarrassment remembering Cindy laughing when I tried to talk to her rug.
“I’m right here, in the cashmere, natural hairs that, if it wasn’t I’d still be stuck on your uniform.” The voice answered.
“You mean I
brought you here?” I squeaked, checking but finding nothing unusual in the blankets soft downy hairs woven in an intricate
“Yes, when you said goodbye to Carpet you caught up a piece of his fiber on your uniform.” The voice explained.
“Annnddd?” I pulled out the word hoping the life form, whatever it was, would continue explaining.
“And, here I am. It took me a while to get to the point I could communicate, but, just in time I see. That cat was about to scratch your eye balls
Horrified I pulled my antenna fully into my head and peered back over the edge of the bed.
Without an attentive - and terrified audience - Fernando turned his attention to grooming, his head bent behind his back licking a spot over his
shoulder ignoring me completely.
“So, you’re not Carpet, but you are Carpet?” I tried again.
“I’m a Milli-Being, Milli, you know, just like Carpet. A part of your friend actually, only more evolved. The same, but different.”
As if that explained everything.
“Did you do that?” I couldn’t help asking as slight tremor moving like a wave through the blanket.
“Yep, just getting the hang of this manipulation thing. Before you know it I’ll be self propelled.”
“I don’t think Cim is going to like this.” I whispered shaking my head in dread.
“Then we wont tell her will we?” Milli replied, pulling itself closer around my shoulders.
“You’re tired, I can feel it. Get some sleep, I’ll keep my eye on the cat.”
Tucking itself around my toes and up under my chin I couldn’t help but give into the comfort, relaxation and exhaustion combined to close my eyes
and send me to sleep.
The next morning I woke in a state of confusion, not quite sure where I was, vaguely remembering my surroundings.
Earth. Cim’s house. The CAT!
Bolting upright I was surprised to see Fernando curled up at the foot of the bed in the middle of a nest of cashmere.
Opening his big blue eyes, yawning and stretching out one long paw Fernando looked me square in the face and said “Morning Silo, Sleep well?”
[edit on 14-6-2009 by silo13]