>> Chasing Dreams \\ Fanfic // PG-13

[Chase]

Story Title :: Chasing Dreams

Author :: Chase

Character(s) :: Widow [ female ], Tank [ male ], and Crazy [ male, he got his name for a reason. cx ]

Genre :: Romance / Angst / Comedy

Rating :: PG-13

Warnings :: Deaths, Depression, Killing, Language, Blood, Struggles, Intense Situations.

[Chase]

Chapter :: 1
Will we be friends forever?



Trash cans clattered as a black figure heaved himself out of one of the cans, hoots and snickers escaping his mouth in a jumble as two other shadowy figures danced against a wall, voices whispering, " Tank you know that we can't take him with us! He's just. Look at him! He's completely crazy! " a loud booming voice replied, " Keep your mouth shut, Widow. He's our friend, and we would never and never have done anything without him, we grew up on the streets as kits together, so what if he's a little.. different, it's not his fault, and he's trying hard to control himself, plus, you have to admit, it is pretty funny at sometimes. " said the voice with a chuckle as the two cats rounded the corner.

Meet Tank and Widow, two of the three main characters, Widow, a dazzling black she-cat with emerald green eyes, is the only one with the brains in the group, but don't be fooled, she's actually really disgusting at times, and Tank, a muscular dark brown tabby, is the bronze, and the one that appears to have random outbursts. The cats walked down an alley, water dripped from the rooftops of houses and drainpipes, bags crumpled and ruffled from the rough wind. Widow's black tail curled a bit as she looked at the spilled cans, Tank just snorted as he picked up the pace and came up beside the can, peeking inside and gagging on the stench, " Crazy! Really now! " He hissed and stepped back, looking over at a rather skinny and straggly looking cat. Meet Crazy, the only one in the group with.. problems, he's a dirty, mucky, tuxedo cat with odd-eyes, meaning the left eye is yellow, and the right eye is blue.

Crazy shivered and shook as he turned his head, his eyes reflecting the light that had reached contact to his eyes, " What! " he yelled back and scrambled to his paws, taking a leap at Tank and surprising him, knocking him over and taking good, long, disgusting licks. Tank squirmed as he pushed his friend off of him, " Nothing, Crazy.. Just, don't eat anymore garbage, it's disgusting and not healthy for you. " he said with a snort, glaring over at Widow when he had heard a small giggle, and the black she-cat just turned her head to look up at the night sky, the stars glittering and twinkling against the city's foggy night sky. Crazy leaned back and plopped down on the hard cement of the alleyway, his tongue sticking out of his mouth as his odd-eyes challengingly watched the sky.

After moments of silence, Crazy decided to break it with a question, " Tank, Widow, Will we be friends forever? Because.. You're my best friends, and I don't want you to leave. " He meowed lazily. Tank and Widow froze as they looked at each other, and then back at Crazy, who was just smiling with his tongue sticking out. Tank couldn't help but smile, " Of course we'll be friends forever! " He yelled at Crazy, startling him, " Why would you ask that question?! I would never leave such a good cat like you! " Tank meowed loudly, Crazy just looked at him and blinked his eyes, one at a time, and then Widow suddenly spoke up, " Crazy, why would we want to leave you? We're you're friends, and haven't we shoved anything into that brain? Friends are forever you numb nut. " She tried to insult him, but was having a hard time as he just smiled wider.

Crazy smiled as he stood up, " I just over heard your conversation before you got here, but it's good to know that you're not going to leave me behind. " He mewed happily and bounced past his friends, and they just followed after him, " You know, Crazy, this time you will fall asleep if you want come with us! " Widow scolded and Crazy slacked it off with a ' yehyeh '. After hearing that, Widow was surprised, usually Crazy had listened to her, she glared over at Tank, his amber eyes just swiveled up towards the sky and Widow just grunted.

It didn't take them long to reach their sleeping spot, it was just a large box that probably had once fit a flat screen television, but now it just fits worn out dog beds or pillows that Widow, Tank, and Crazy sleep on. Crazy bounced towards it and stopped, slipping in quickly and all the way to the back of the box, Tank entered after him, and then Widow entered last, because she didn't want to be 'stuck between two boys'. Tank pawed at his pillow to make it comfortable as Crazy just wrestled with his dog bed, fluff flying everywhere until Tank turned and snapped at him, " Crazy, just fluff it and sleep! " He hissed. The cat nodded and dropped the bed, turning in it a few times and then dropping onto his stomach, curling up lazily. Tank watched him for a few seconds before doing so for himself, his pillow felt soft and cuddly. Widow watched them, a giggled escaped from her as she circled a well-kept cat bed and laid down, her green eyes looking up at the sky, " At least, I do hope we can be friends forever.. " She mewed and yawned, curling up comfortably and closing her eyes, falling into a deep sleep.