Amber brought her car over at 7:30 the next morning. "Hey, come on in! Thanks so much for agreeing to help me, dude. Salem's a real rascal," Dirt said with a nervous chuckle.
"No problem!! So where is the little guy?" she asked excitedly, walking into the house.
"He's just nappin' on the couch, here," Dirt gestured. Salem blinked blearily, startling and running to the corner when he saw the unfamiliar face. "Hey, hey it's okay, bud! This is my friend Amber, she's just here to help me out a little, okay?" Dirt said with his soft baby voice.
"Hey, Salem," Amber cooed, slowly walking over to him, her hand extended. He cautiously sniffed her, and let her pet his head a little bit, before running into the bathroom. "Awww I guess he's nervous around new people, huh? Probably smells my cats, too," Amber said.
"Haha yeah... Anyways, we should probably get him all boxed up soon." Dirt walked over to a cupboard, which until recently, had been pretty barren, but he had stored Salem's brand new cat carrier in there. He brought it down and opened up the little door.
"Alright... Do you have any blankets Salem likes, or maybe a soft towel?" Amber asked.
"Uhh yeah! I have a little blanket he likes to sleep on!" Dirt ran into his room and grabbed the little pink soft blanket that he and Sarah had bought back when they first found Salem. Amber took it from him and placed it inside the carrier so he'd have something nice and soft to lay on.
Slowly, and as quietly as they could, Dirt and Amber tip-toed into the bathroom where Salem was hiding between the shower curtains. Dirt carefully moved the curtain to see Salem sitting there with wide, frightened eyes. It reminded him of the first time he ever saw those big round eyes... "Come on, bud," he said with a soft voice, "It's okay..." As Dirt lifted Salem, he let out the saddest little "mrow" in the world. Amber held the carrier open as Dirt pushed him into it, making sure that he was secure in there before they left.
"Wow! That was a lot easier than you made it sound like it'd be!" Amber exclaimed, "I thought we'd be chasing him all over the house!" she chuckled.
"Heh, yeah, I guess he's just bein' good today!" When they got into Amber's car, Salem immediately started yowling up a storm.
"Awww poor guy... It's okay, buddy!! You're gonna be fine!" Amber tried to assure him, but it did not stop his meows. As Amber drove, Dirt sat in the back with Salem, his hand on top of the carrier, holding him steady over bumps and such, telling him everything would be okay as he yowled.
Just as they were about to make the last turn into the vet, Salem transformed. "PULL OVER!!!" he screamed at the top of his lungs, as the carrier burst, plastic shrapnel exploding everywhere.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!?!!?!?" Amber screamed, slamming on her breaks.
"SALEM!!!! WHAT THE FUCK????" Luckily, there was no one behind Amber, so no rear-ending occurred, and everyone was safe. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON??" Amber screamed angrily.
"YOU'RE NOT TAKING MY OVARIES AWAY YOU SICK SON OF A BITCH!" Salem yelled, squeezing his hands around Dirt's throat. Amber put the car in park and unbuckled her seatbelt so she could turn around and see what the FUCK was going on.
"I... I thought you said Salem was a boy!"
"I AM!" Salem shouted. He turned back to Dirt. "You motherfucker... 'oh!! we just need to get you vaccinated!!'" Salem mocked him, "YOU WERE GONNA GET ME FIXED, WEREN'T YOU?" Dirt couldn't really respond, as Salem was choking him.
"CAN SOMEONE PLEASE EXPLAIN WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON RIGHT NOW?? WAS THERE SOMETHING ELSE IN MY WEED????" Amber yelled desperately.
"I'm a catboy! And this sick FUCK was about to take away the ONLY testosterone production I have in my wretched body!!" Salem said spitefully.
"WHAT?????" Amber cried.
"TAKE ME BACK HOME RIGHT! NOW!!!!" Salem yelled, shaking Dirt around by the neck like a ragdoll. Dirt was clawing at Salem's hands, trying to break free, but he was becoming dizzier by the second.
"LET GO OF HIM!" Amber yelled, grabbing onto Salem's arms, "YOU'RE GONNA KILL HIM!"
"GOOD." Amber managed to yank Salem away from Dirt, allowing him to catch his breath.
"How—*COUGH WHEEZE*—How did you figure it out??" Dirt asked, his chest heaving.
"Oh PLEASE... As SOON as you showed up with a friend I just knew something was up! If I was really just getting vaccines, you wouldn't have worried, right? But you wanted to make SURE I wouldn't transform.. WELL NEWS FLASH, ASSHOLE. I AM NEVER LETTING YOU GET RID OF THESE BABIES," Salem yelled, pointing in the general area of where his ovaries probably were, based on his limited knowledge of anatomy. "And YOU," Salem turned his attention to Amber, getting very close to her face. "You're not going to tell a soul what you saw here today. Got it?"
Amber nodded frantically. "Now take. Me. Home," Salem demanded.
As Amber drove, Salem continued to yell at Dirt, as he just sat there, slumped over and defeated. What was he supposed to do now? Salem was going to be going into heat any day now, and become 100 times more of a handful than he already was.
When they got back to the house, Dirt helped Amber clean the shards of plastic out of her car. Some of them had embedded into the interior. "I'm... really fucking sorry about all of this, Amber... You're a really good friend and you didn't deserve this. I owe you a million covered shifts..." Dirt apologized.
Amber shook her head. "It's alright, man.. I mean, now I know catpeople are real! That's fuckin' crazy!" she laughed. "But... I will take you up on some covered shifts, if you really mean it."
"Of course! It's the least I can do for involving you in this mess.."
"I can't believe your cat is trans. That is so cool," Amber said as she collected bits of plastic into a trash bag.
Dirt laughed, "Yeah, it is pretty cool, isn't it!"
Once they had gotten most of the mess cleaned up, Amber said goodbye and drove away. Dirt walked into the house, and it was dead silent. Salem was obviously avoiding him. He guessed he deserved it? He did betray Salem's trust... But what else was he supposed to do? He didn't want Salem pissing all over the place!!!
10:32AM
amber: so like... im rlly sposed to just not tell anyone abt all that
me: 😬i guess not
me: hes not talking to me lol hes really fucking mad...
amber: ur just tryna do whats best for him
amber: so.. does brian know abt this?
me: no
amber: 😬
me: 😬