Ok Im sorry this comment sent me into hysterics and I did a 5 minute sketch while listening to the audio. It’s shit but I love it.
Also small rant I AM SO MAD THAT ERIK DIDN’T TELL US WHAT THE THEME OF THIS SUMMIT IS! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO DESIGN OUTFITS IF I DONT KNOW THE THEME!!!!!
When @claracatlady shared the brilliant headcanon that William Solaire owns a pampered, spoiled ragdoll cat named Bob, I was inspired to imagine how Bob and Aggro would get along, resulting in this post, and then this post, and then even a few fics that feature cameo appearances by Bob. (This fic is complete, while this one is currently ongoing. Recently, though, @slushiepizza shared that they headcanon Guy and Honey adopted a cat named Cheese. Obviously, this development led me to wonder how this kitty trio might cross paths...
Despite their many differences in lifestyle, fur type, and preferred petting, Aggro and Bob are best friends. It's no surprise that during a playdate, Milo gives William the name and contact information of Aggro's feline-exclusive vet when William decides that he won't subject Bob to a waiting room full of barking dogs, squawking birds, and even the occasional ferret scurrying about the floor. By pure happenstance, Aggro ends up getting stung by a bee the same day as Bob has his first annual check-up.
The diagnoses? Aggro is going to be just fine, though he needs to stay the night due to the heavy bout of antibiotics he's on to prevent his eye from developing an infection. Bob is in tip-top shape, but due to the vet wanting to be thorough and get a baseline of Bob's health, he will have to stay the night to complete some bloodwork and wait for the results.
William and Milo are so sad to leave their sons at the vet, but their health comes first. So, after many goodbye kisses and pets, they leave with empty carriers, counting down the hours until they can pick up their cats again. They are supposed to return to pick them up around 4PM the following day.
Meanwhile, Bob and Aggro are settled into the back room. The staff takes very good care of all boarding patients, including a spacious cage, providing soft towels, a clean litter box, and nutritious food based on the cat's health.
But, still. It's the vet. And Aggro and Bob hate the vet. They hate being in this strange place, with strange people, who all smell and sound strange. It's awful, and neither cat has any problem making that displeasure known. They hiss and growl, swat and bite. If given the chance, they'll even make a break for it and try to escape into the examination rooms. When any staff member tries to do anything to Aggro or Bob, they have to wear big, thick gloves and sometimes, even try to get a mask over their eyes to "relax" them.
Neither Bob nor Aggro finds that mask relaxing. And, yes, they take it off.
Bob and Aggro happen to be placed in adjacent cages, facing a cage that is occupied by none other than Cheese, who is waiting patiently and quietly for her humans to come get her. She is a good girl. Guy and Honey always tell her so. She does not bite or claw, because that would be rude. The staff all speak nicely and softly to her, even if they are jamming some syringe full of icky-tasting liquid down her throat. When Cheese arrived at the vet, her paw really, really hurt when she walked on it. Now, her paw still hurt a little bit, but it was much better, so these different humans must have been doing something good.
Aggro, ever one to establish himself as alpha-cat no matter what kind of medication he was taking, yowls at this newcomer. He puffs himself up so that his gray fur stands on end, claws extended, as he side-hops around the edge of the cage. Bob is unamused, licking at the paw the vet tech had the gall to shave to draw blood from him.
Cheese stares at Aggro with odd fascination. She's not used to aggression in the slightest. "Me-rrow?" She pushes a ball towards Aggro, through the bars of his cage. Maybe if this gray cat batted around a ball, he'd feel better? Batting around a ball always made Cheese feel happy, especially when Guy chased it around with her
Aggro continues his tirade. Bob, however, suddenly grows attentive when he saw the ball hop out of Cheese's cage and onto the hard floor. Bob loves chasing balls around William's mansion. And suddenly, the fact that he was cooped up in a cage is quite an inconvenience. Ever one to handle inconveniences, Bob begins to scream his displeasure, begging for someone to procure that ball from him.
Cheese pulls her ears back at Bob's desperate cries. She flattens herself against the floor, long fur splaying out from her belly. All she had wanted to do was share her ball, and now these other cats were all upset.
Alarmed at his friends sudden change in demeanor, Aggro joins the calls, adding his own voice. The chorus of cries rang out loudly, echoing throughout the room and beyond.
Soon enough, Cheese, too, feels compelled to join in with the meowing. It looks fun, and she always wants to help. She let her own voice squeaky voice add a particularly desperate, pitiful tone to the song.
It doesn't take long for a human to come bursting into the room. "Oh my gosh, what is it?" they ask worriedly. "What's wrong? What?" They spot the ball on the floor. They quickly retrieve that ball and two others, giving one to each cat, before rushing off to an examine room. "Bye now! Be good!" they trill.
Silence falls over the room as Aggro, Bob, and Cheese enjoy the spoils of their vocal hunt...
...until the cats collectively realize the power that their voices held when together. Alone? They were powerless. But together?
They had this vet clinic at their beck and meow.
It's a long, long day for the staff. At 8:01AM, Milo, William, and Guy all receive the following phone call:
"Hi, yes, your cat is all set and ready to come home. Could you come pick up your cat early? As early as you can get here, preferably. Aggro/Bob/Cheese just really wants to come home. Please? Please come get your cat?"
Aggro, Bob, and Cheese hate the vet, but they are quite pleased to have made a new friend.
I couldn’t resist ok. More Bob Solaire here we go (last one is my favourite)
If you still want to participate in order to win the opportunity to choose who I draw next feel free to circle back to my last post and do so. I think I will be deciding later today and will let the person know. I laughed so hard reading through the Bob head canons so it’s going to be a tough choice.
Once Asher concludes his story, the wolfpack table is visited by one very furry menace (and his Vampire King owner.) As the Solaire Clan and Shaw Pack strengthen their already-tight ties, Sweetheart accidently mentions a top-secret confrontation with Sam that happened before David even made contact with the vampire. David and Asher are none too happy when they learn just what their mates were doing, and demand to hear the full story...
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@claracatlady is the genius who came up with the headcanon that William has a fluffy, high-maintenance cat named Bob. (Thank you so much for letting me think about your excellent headcanon. If you’d prefer that I remove this post or Part 1, please reach out.)
You’ve read about Aggro’s and Bob’s first meeting. Now get ready for Aggro’s first time staying at the Solaire Home…
When Milo got scheduled to work security at a three-day conference for “New Directions in Magical Education” and Sweetheart’s current case meant that they had to travel to testify in court for a trial out of the Dahlia area, the pair realized that they had to ask Vampire Clan King and fellow cat-lover William Solaire to watch Aggro for a few days. William was quite excited at the prospect of Bob having his pal Aggro over to stay. To prepare for Aggro’s arrival, William purchased way too many extra baskets (in a variety of shapes and sizes) and even another cat tree to ensure that Aggro had many comfortable options from which to choose. Bob also made sure to rub his scent on every single one of the new items, just in case Aggro was unsure that those new things were actually Bob’s, though he would graciously let Aggro play with them or sleep on them during his stay. At first, Aggro was quite overwhelmed at the sheer size of the Solaire home. It was HUGE, with so many rooms. The hardwood floor felt funny on Aggro’s claws. Ever a good host, Bob made sure to take Aggro around for a tour of the house, which William, of course, watched proudly and even filmed on his phone. (He plans to ask Vincent how to put the video up on the internet so that Bob and Aggro can “blow up into a virus.”) William made sure to include Aggro in daily petting hours (which Aggro loves) and to hold Aggro in his lap for a daily brushing (which Aggro hates.) Bob had to slap Aggro in the face once when he thought the short-haired grey cat began to flick his tail in a warning that he was about to bite while being brushed. Bob certainly would not stand for such disrespect towards his human! Aggro relented, which led to his earning the most delicious treat that had ever graced his little cat-palette. Until dinnertime came around and Aggro ate out of a raised crystal cat bowl that contained a perfectly prepared, de-boned filet of salmon. Yum! When the cats wanted to retire for the night, Aggro inspected every new basket, feeling them with his paws and kneading them curiously, until he decided to curl up with Bob in the same basket. William took approximately 6000 pictures of Bob and Aggro together. He restrained himself and sent only 5999 of the pictures to Milo and Sweetheart. When Aggro returned home, he was so happy to be back on his territory and to reunite with his humans. Milo was shocked to find a pack of those expensive treats tucked away in Aggro’s carrier. A farewell gift from Bob.
Hey romi! Slushiepizza here! Just wanted to tell you that I've read your cat trio fic with Aggro, Ben, and Cheese multiple times, and it's brought me such immense joy. It just warms my heart every single time and I just wanna say again, thank you for writing it. It has a special place in my heart.
Oh, @slushiepizza, you are so, so welcome! I'm glad you enjoyed the headcanons. Thank YOU for letting me borrow Cheese, the sweetest kitty in all of Dahlia. <3
Hey, Redactedverse Fandom, have you seen their brilliant Guy fanart, featuring none other than Cheese, Honey and Guy's adopted cat? Check it out here, and then, please read my post that imagines cat-shenanigans between Cheese, Bob (William's spoiled cat created by @claracatlady), and Aggro here!
If you want an idea of what William and Bobs relationship is like, as well as what Bobs life as the royal Solaire Clan Kitty looks like think Karl Lagerfeld and Choupette.
William 100% has a Louis Vuitton, or more likely Hermès Cat Carriers for travelling. Bob of course joins on small trips. He gets very offended if he isn’t allowed to join, though it has gotten better since Milo and William have decided to become each other’s Catsitters. Even for small errands Bob will tag along either being scooped up in Williams arms or resting lazily draped around his neck.
He drinks bottled water exclusively and more likely than not has William hired a special chef that prepares and delivers Bobs custom meals.
Lovely has taken it upon themselves to create a designated Instagram account for Bob and he has become somewhat of a star. No surprise since this iconic cat loves attention and posing for pictures (though of course only on his schedule)