Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Shrek/Puss In Boots
Challenge/Prompt: slashthedrabble 452: Stalking/Stalk
Word Count: 400
Date Written: 4 July 2017
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to DreamWorks, not the author, and are used without permission.
He sees him just ahead, his furry tail raised high like a proud, stiff banner in the humid, late afternoon air. He watches as he crouches low and begins to wriggle, his green eyes intently zeroed in on his prey. He lowers his own, heavier body toward the ground and slowly begins to wriggle in tune to Puss' every move. Just before the cat can leap onto his prey, a butterfly in the grass, Donkey springs. "YEE HAW!"
Every strand of fur on Puss' body sticks out on end, and he looks up as Donkey's shadow falls across him. "DONKEY!" he barely has time to yell before the beast of burden lands on top of him.
Donkey's hooves hit the ground around Puss' body, and he stops himself just short of colliding forcibly with him. He lowers his head next to Puss', grins broadly at him, and winks. "GOTCHA!" he yells even as the butterfly drifts away.
"Si, si," Puss mutters, his tail lashing out at the air. "You got me . . . "
Donkey's bottom lip starts to tremble as he sees Puss glower. "You don't like my surprise!"
"It's not that! Your timing just . . . " Puss unsheathes his claws, then sheathes them again, considering how to delicately phrase the rest of his answer so that he doesn't upset his lover.
"Is totally right on this time, isn't it?" Donkey asks eagerly, bouncing up and down. Puss crouches lower to the ground with a hiss, barely missing Donkey's kicking hooves. "I totally got you! You were totally stalking that butterfly, and I stalked you! I got you!"
"Si, si." This time, Puss can't stop himself from rolling his eyes. "You got me."
"Fair and square! I got you! I beat you!"
"Donkey -- " Puss' fur is ruffled, and a growl starts low in the back of his throat. His tail lashes the air again.
"I got you! I got you!"
"Well, I did!" Donkey sticks out his tongue at his graceful, feline lover, then lowers her head and sweeps his tongue all the way across Puss' furry body. Puss barely manages to keep from yelling his distaste, but the second time Donkey's tongue comes sweeping through, it stops and gently bathes his aggravated face.
Puss sighs, feeling his anger drain from him at Donkey's ministrations. "You got me," he murmurs and knows it's true in so many ways as his growl turns to a purr.