Episode Two Hundred and Eleven: Cat Monts
“I almost chased that custor,” he said. His voice ca out super soft, barely a whisper.
I cuddled him close, as he trembled.
“But you didn’t. I have your back, and so does Betty. We wouldn’t let you do sothing so undignified.” This ti he purred in response. “Well, that was the one custor that the book had, so we can relax now.”
I didn’t ask it as a question. It was a statent, and the Cat obviously needed a break. Even if we had another custor, they could wait another day, Betty could figure out the timing if needed.
Without a hand to grab my mug, I left it behind as I marched up the stairs to the living room. We could watch a movie or sothing to unwind.
Indigo had even more open books surrounding her when we got there, along with the sheets of paper and a marker. So of the suggested reading list now had perfect dots next to them from the marker.
I stepped closer to get a better look.
Her eyes were focused on the laptop screen as she carefully clicked the mouse pad before glancing up at us. “Tests are fun!”
I blinked. “I’m glad this is fun for you...”
“I have learned all about art, and so things about music, but I don’t think most of the instrunts work with my claws. Maybe the drum with my tail...” Her eyes narrowed for a second, then she shook her head. “Oh, and math. Math is amazing. We do math differently than you do, but this is... I like this.”
“We were going to watch a movie, if you want to join us.” The Cat continued to purr in my arms.
Indigo glanced at the couch, then back at the computer screen. “I want to take test soon, but I have more studying. Can I study more?”
Sweet baby book dragon. My mother would die of laughter right now if she could hear conversation.
“Of course you can keep studying. I want it to be fun.”
She nodded frantically before pulling a marker closer to her and carefully pulling the lid off with her teeth. “This is amazing!”
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I carefully made my way to the couch, wondering if I would be able to ever talk to my mom about Indigo and her love of knowledge. Such a difference to . I didn’t hate school, but it didn’t bring the apparent joy it brought her.
A happy chirp rose from the table, and I twisted about to watch her.
Indigo pressed the marker tip next to an item on the list creating a small dot, before replacing the marker lid.
I picked a movie from my watchlist, an old favorite involving a giant iron robot from space, and a troubled young man. From what I rembered it should be family friendly, since Indigo, while not watching it, was in the room.
My mug appeared on the coffee table, as the Cat slowly uncurled from and laid down next to on the couch. The movie started, and the story took over everything.
As the credits rolled, Indigo chirped near my shoulder, almost making jump.
“Can you help with assignnt?” she asked, before glancing back at the table and the laptop, which had gone to sleep.
“Sure,” I said as I snagged my empty mug. The Cat remained on the couch, still staring at the credits as I stood.
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I stared at the screen as the nas flew by, not reading any of them. The robot had saved the town from the dumb human, destroying itself in the process. Yet, the end hinted at the robot maybe being saved.
But only hinted at it.
I stood and shook my fur before I leaped to the floor.
These human movies didn’t make sense. The lessons weren’t the ones I taught my people, or ones from my world.
My goals were simple: keep Sable safe, protect all of my children, and maybe be free of this place.
The last hung in my mind as I padded closer to the cat tree. The splinter of hope Sable created inside hadn’t gone out, even as the book refused to reveal its secrets. Things that in the past it had given .
I kept my worry from Sable, but sothing had gone wrong. The shop wasn’t showing where the book said it needed to be, and it wasn’t just once or twice, it was all the ti. Already we’d missed two different custors; we just didn’t show up to those locations, and I wasn’t sure how to fix it.
Would it happen later? Did that change things?
I leaped up to the first platform before climbing to the lovely box. The sweet sll lingered about it from sothing Sable had used weeks ago. From here, I watched my tree.
The leaves remained the sa.
The shop had always appeared where needed. Now, I wasn’t sure.
Why had we stopped for that elental that needed coffee? The task hadn’t been in the book.
I didn’t understand. So I worried.
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Indigo launched herself over to the table with glee. “What is a spreadsheet?”
The question caught off guard, since she shouldn’t be dealing with spreadsheets yet. The test only covered the basics and should get her registered for grade school. I sat at the table and turned the laptop back on. Then started looking at the way-too-many tabs she had open.
The online schooling platform had given her the opportunity to take a larger test that would grade each individual class separately. And, given that this was Indigo, she had selected every class available.
The new suggested reading list and problems to solve had more than tripled.
I bit my tongue from saying anything and let myself think for a mont. The course load was way too much for a human, but I didn’t know what it would be like for her.
“Are you sure you want to test for every class they offer?” I asked, scrolling down the list of all the extra classes she’d added.
“Yes!” She chirped, and her wings flapping frantically in the air.
“This is going to take weeks to prepare for...” I said as carefully as I could. This schedule wasn’t currently possible, unless Indigo learned so ti magic.
Her wings drooped a little at my statent, making my heart clench.
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