1 First Moment

Charles ran through the door, carrying the cat in a pet carrier. He shouted through the house hoping that Sir would hear him.

"Sir! I need help! Please come here!" Charles shouted stopping in the living room and setting the carrier on the couch. He hoped that the kitten would stay quiet until Charles was able to tell him.

"I'm coming, Charles!" Sir shouted as he came down the stairs. He had no clue what Charles was talking about but he was a little excited to see what it was.

When Sir got to the living room, he came and sat beside Charles, giving him a quick kiss on the lips. Charles's cheeks tinted slightly as he smiled happily.

"So, you know how you said that we could get a cat?" Charles asked with a bright smile. He turned around and brought the carrier onto his lap. The black kitten was towards the back, looking scared.

"Charles!" Sir shouted, wrapping his arms around Charles's shoulders, kissing him hard on the lips. "Why didn't you tell me? I would've loved to go with you."

"I wanted it to be a surprise," Charles said sheepishly as he lowered his head. Sir chuckled, lifting Charles's head up with a finger and gently kissed him. Charles pulled back from the head-spinning kiss when the cat let out a loud meow.

"I bet the little guy wants out of there, huh?" Sir said, poking his finger through the thin metal bars on the front.

The kitten only meows back at him.