“Purrfect conditions”

Lovelei. Home of a fictional beings that love flows through them like a sensation of pure affection. The blood pulsing through their bodies were shaped like hearts and their love as intense as the crash of the ocean knocking away the naysayers who doubt their love with their soulmates.

It was raining hard that day in Lovelei. word droplets falling on the beings with x’s and o’s dripping off of them. Every section of planet genre had the occasional word rain. Each droplet shaped like letters and made out of liquid. But in Lovelei, they had love storms. Where instead of them getting different kinds of letters. They only get “x” and “o.”

A cat couple, running to get out the storm in a playful manner and joyfully laughing, ran into the night. with lights of the city shining as bright as the affection these two felines had for each other.
“Slow down, Sarah.” said Mittens, a siamese cat following his orange tabby love. “You’re moving too fast!”
“Well, catch up- we’re almost there!” She laughed.

They manoeuvred through a crowd of people and leapt off car tops, and stopped at a diner. It was small compared to the other buildings. There were cats standing around on two feet, drinking milk and eating fish at their tables. The place was called “9 lives.”

“Whoa.” said Mittens, “I come around this place several times throughout the day. But I never stopped to check it out.”
“They have good fish.” said Sarah.
“How good?” Mittens was skeptical about that statement. “Because if it’s not like Fishy’s restaurant. It ain’t good fish.”
“Well, the fish here put Fishy’s to shame. There’s a two paw on floor policy. So no four pawin’, Mister.”
Mittens and Sarah both stood on two feet and, like the gentleman kitty he was, Mittens opened the door for Sarah.
For the rest of the night, Mittens and Sarah ate all the fish their little stomachs could eat. They both had Kitty wine and talked about their days. it was still raining x’s and o’s outside. But there was a love storm brewing inside the diner as well. the night was going very well.

They left 9 lives later and Mittens walked Sarah home. As they were walking, enjoying each other’s company. Sarah rubbed her head on Mittens. To kitties, it’s like a kiss. Mittens abruptly stopped in his tracks. He was shocked. “Did you- rub your scent on me?”
“Yes I did, Mittens.” Sarah smiled, “I like you.”
“I like you too… can you do that again?”
“Of course.”
With rain dripping on them, and strong love in their heart. they rubbed on each other for a few minutes and continued to walk.
“That was awesome!” Mittens thought to himself.
They get to Sarah’s home. The storm had stopped. They said their last conversation for the night. “I want to see you again. said Mittens. “Can we have a second date?”
“Sure. But next time, you pick the place… Well- goodnight, Mittens. See you tomorrow.” Sarah walked through her kitty door and that was that.
“Goodnight Sarah.” Mittens smiled to himself.
Mittens walked down the drenched black road of Lovelei on all fours and decided to walk on two paws. And as he walked ,he kicked his heels and started to meow a song to himself. The song he was meowing was a little one he made up called, ‘no four pawin’. The storm was bad. but to Mittens and Sarah. The weather was in purrfect conditions.