Napping spent all morning cleaning himself in between naps in the early morning sun. He needed to look nice for his day out on the town, after all. Licking his paw he slicked back the hair on the top of his head and winked at himself in the mirror. "Meeeeowww." After finishing his grooming he decided it was time for another quick nap before venturing out into the world.

Walking through the halls of the Rourke Moonshine Co. HQ Nappers mewed and meowed at the food and pet slaves employees. Nappers loved having so many slaves employees at his whim, but he knew not to let it go to his head. As he approached the front door of the HQ he noticed the large door was firmly shut, knowing his limits he walked up to the door and sat patiently scratching at the door until one of his many slaves employees opened it for him.

After a short nap he awoke to the door being pushed open by the big man himself RoryRourke. Nappers purred and rubbed up against Rory’s leg. He really needed to finish installing the kitty door so Nappers could come and go as he pleased without needing to rely on the slaves employees. Nappers looked up at Rory and meowed before stretching his front legs and sticking his ass up in the air at Rory.

With the door open and a world of possibilities before him Nappers stuck his head outside and looked around. With a yawn, he turned around and began heading back to his room. It had been a long day and he needed a nap. Maybe tomorrow he’ll make it out but for now it's bed time.

Rae closed up the shop early and sat on the stoop with a bowl of vanilla ice cream with catnip sprinkles. She leaned back against the closed door and lit a cigarette while she watched the sun set over the city. As the ice cream started to melt she glanced at her watch and then leaned forward to look down the street, wondering where her Kitty was. After an hour she sighed, left the dish just in case and stood up to head back to her apartment. She couldn't believe it, stood up by a cat. 

Napping was jolted awake from his restful sleep. Already up on his paws his ears perked and his nose stung with an all too familiar smell. "Nip!" Someone must of found out about his only weakness. Damn that nip. It was a sirens call. He knew the dangers and the results, but the call was too alluring to resist.

Nappers followed the smell out of his bed, which was kept plush with clean clothes fresh out of the dryer, and jumped down onto the floor. That's when he saw it. Someone must have slipped into the master's chambers while he was napping and left the trap. It was disguised as a small mouse but he knew deep down it had been laced. Nappers readied himself for the battle. Stalking his pray he crouched lower to the floor and let the hair of his belly touch the floor.

Within a moments the damage was done. Nappers pounced from his prone position and landed directly on top of the enemy catching it by surprise. As he clutched the small squishy mouse between his paws and mouth he felt the effects of the nip wash over him. After only a few moments the nip pulled him into a deep purring confusion.

Jack saw this little kitty taking yet another nap. He had already thrown a ball of yarn for this cat on a few occasions now, and it was becoming a bit of a menace to him now. Jack could never leave his own home without the cat purring at him for a saucer of milk.

"Stay away from me, kitty!" Yelled Jack loudly.

Waking up from his nip nap Napping heard JackFranco yelling loudly at him to stay away. Obviously confusing his words Napping meowed at him. He obviously wanted to see more of him and spend more time with the greatest kitty in the world.

Napping ran up to JackFranco to rub his head against him and purr. Napping liked to show his affection to the minions whenever possible. They needed a moral boost after doing his bidding all day every day.

This kitty cat insisted on following Jack everywhere. When he heard Jack yelling at him, Napping had decided that this meant he was allowed to come back over to Jack. Taking out a slice of ham from his pocket, Jack fed it to the cat. 

"There, there little kitty cat. I know you mean no harm. It's just annoying that everywhere I go, you follow me. Perhaps we can call a truce, and I'll buy you some yummy mice?" Jack asked the cat. He wasn't even sure why he was talking to a fucking cat in the middle of the street, in broad daylight. He usually did this at night. 

Suns runs up to the little kitty and starts petting the kitten.

"you're a cute little fellah aren't you!"

hands the cat some food and watched the fluffy soft kitten.

Sweetsuns had come over and started to let the little kitty. Feeling that the cat might claw the eyes out of Sweetsuns for such an unprovoked petting, Jack decided to save Sweetsuns by jumping on him and knocking them both down to the floor. He looked at Sweetsuns, and shook his head. 

"Are you mad, fella? Don't you know this cat is dangerous?" Jack said to Sweetsuns as he got up and pulled Sweetsuns to his feet. The danger was over for now. 

Napping noticed the two men fighting over the right to pet him and purred in delight. Yes. This was it. Compete for the pets. Napping sat up silently to see who the victor would be.

Noticing the two stand up together Napping grew disappointed the battle for pets didn't end in violence like he had expected. He had always been told these large minions weren't very good at hunting and he would have to supply them with fresh kills on a regular basis.

Rae noticed a scuffle on the streets and her little kitty friend sitting there watching. "Oh, poor thing. Is no one paying attention to you?" she asked as she crouched down to scratch his head. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you." She told him as she scooped him up and carried him off. 

Anasthasia Petrova stops of walk when notice a lady giving attention to a pretty and cute cat.

Going slowly closer of the woman she says:

"Poor cat, good he founds a golden heart to take care of him"

looking how the cat is confortable with the other girl, she gives a caress on the cat and say good bye for the sweet lady and continue her way until the bank.