Be Mine (1)

Chelsea

Anthony didnt care what she said, Anna was insane.
"No, i'm not getting a dog." He said, crossing his arms stubbornly. "I dont want a mut shedding all over my house." He added, snarling at the Huskey puppy that was licking Anna's hand.

"But Aaaaaanthony, he's ADORABLE!" She squeeled as the puppy tilted his head and fell on its side. "Arf!"
"No." He said in finality. "If i DO get a pet, it's gonna be a lizard."

The puppy sniffed at his feet, then playfully bit at his shoe laces and untied his shoes.
"Hey!" He said, then heard Anna laughing cutely. "See?" She said, picking the squirming dog up. "Adorable." She added, booping his little nose.

He sighed, knowing he'd lost this battle.
"Cant believe it's been a week since you asked me out.." he mumbled, bending down to tie his shoe. And thank god his ex was still in the mental institution...

"Hey, Anthony!" A high pitched female voice called out before something tackled him.
"Gayawhaahaaa?!?!" He yelled, completely takwn off-guard by the little blonde neko that was clung to his side.
"Hello, Mr. Grumpy!" She said, smiling and sitting in his lap, her tail twitching a little.

"C-c-chelsea!! Wh-when did you-"
"Last night! Doctor Henrich said if i dont bite anyone, he'll take me off of my medicine!" Chelsea said happily, then added in sincearity, "I missed you, Anthony-san." as she leaned in to kiss hi-

"Ahem!" Anna said, purposely making it louder than necessary.
"Hm?" Chelsea inquired, tilting her head cutely to the side. "Oh, hi! I was just about to-"
"Kiss my boyfriend." Anna said flatly, holding the puppy close to her. "We were doing something, if you dont mind getting off of him." She added, putting a bit of attitude behind it. She didnt like this girl already. Not. One. Bit.

Anthony cleared his throat. "Uhm, Anna, this is uh... This is Chelsea... My ex. Chelsea, this is my... girlfriend, Anna." He said, kindly backing away. Oh god... If he knew Chelsea, a shit storm was on the horizon, and moving fast.

"Oh, girlfriend... i... see..." she said, still smiling as she slowly got off of his lap. "So, how much did you pay him? He obviously got into ugly girls while i was away." She said tauntingly, smirking a little.
"It's better than being a freak of nature, furball." Anna replied bluntly, holding her hip with one hand and the puppy with the other. "Tell me something: did Anthony know you smelled like fish? I could smell you a mile away, skank." She added, pointing to her outfit and adding all the sass she could muster.

Chelsea's face instantly grew red. "Take it back. Before i claw your eyes out, bitch."

Anthony slooooooowly moved out of the way, hands up in a 'Dont hurt me' motion, behind a street vendor. " 'Ey, kid, whatcha do-" he went to say when Anthony urgently tried to get him to be quiet. He did NOT want to get in the middle of a cat fight.

"Excuse me, i prefere the term, 'Not a whore'." Anna retorted, smirking naughtily as she got in Chelsea's face. "Stay away from my man, or im going to-"
"Whatchu gonna do, bitch? Get a pedicure? Maybe get some purfume that doesnt make me want to puke? Or is that how you always smell?" She snaped, balling her fists up.

"Girls! That's enough from you both!" Anthomy said, intervening before it escalated any more than it did. "Chelsea, i told you we broke up a year ago. Anna, there was no need to call her all of that. Now both of you, stop. You're not in middle school."

"Yes, Anthony." Chelsea said, her ears drooping in shame.
Anna was silent, but still...

"Now, Chelsea. We were doing something. Please, kindly leave until later." He commanded, motioning for her to leave.
She nodded, then 'accedentially' ramed into Anna, who in turn snipped out a "Stupid Furball." as she walked away.

Anthony sighed heavily. "Jesus H. Christ...." he mumbled, shaking his head.
This was going to be bad if Chelsea had anything to do about it....

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Anna hated that little bitch.

First, she tried to kiss HER boyfriend. Then, she insulted her.
If i get rid of her, She thought as she walked down the street, proudly holding Anthony's hand, Then she wont be a problem later.
She smiled wickedly.
Anna knew just how to get rid of that stupid furball.

No one would take him from her.

NO ONE.