Dont Stop Me Now ~Blue/Mattie~

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Despite Mattie’s claims that it was just a few ‘basics’, once Blue entered the market, he was completely and totally lost. His own claims that he knew how to navigate human groceries had been slightly exaggerated, as he usually just stopped by his favorite sandwich shop for food, and picked up cat food at a pet market. There was also the dilemma of being unable to read French. And while he had thought that the dilemma would be a small and menial one, he had been proven wrong. Quickly.

The first item on his list had been ‘farine’. “Farine...?” he said repeated quietly, racking his brain for something that even remotely sounded like ‘farine’ in English. “Famine,” he decided. “He wants me to buy a famine.” But how did one buy a famine? Blue scratched his head thoughtfully, deep brown eyes scanning his surroundings. Blue wove his way through the crowd and picked up a book of maps of eastern Europe. The Ukraine. He had been living there when the famine had happened.

With the ‘famine’ out of the way, Blue looked at the next. “Oeufs.” Well, he had no idea how to even begin guessing what that could mean. “Oeuf...” he repeated. He frowned and desperately tried to remember anything that Mattie could have said to use as context clues. Nothing. He could think of nothing. Blue frowned and picked up a few tomatoes, deciding that even if it didn’t mean ‘tomatoes’ that nobody could ever dislike tomatoes.

He grabbed milk as well, remembering he needed to after the mishap with the pancakes. He didn’t know what ‘lait’ meant, so he skipped it. Mattie would never trust him with the groceries again. He sighed, feeling slightly defeated as he moved onto the next item. “Pain?” he asked, his voice squeaking slightly. His cheeks darkened as he squirmed. He meekly made his way up to one of the helpers. “I need help,” he admitted, most likely sounding as pathetic as he felt.

“What can I help you with?” she chirped.

“My master sent me to go buy items for us to use, and one of the items he wrote down is pain,” he said, pointing to the word ‘pain’ clearly written on the paper. “Where do I buy it for us?” he asked earnestly.

The girl’s jaw had become slightly unhinged, staring at Blue with bright cheeks and a slightly scandalized expression on her face. “W-we don’t sell that kind of thing in this store.”

“But we need it.”

“I-I don’t want to know about that, sir!”

“But it’s for my master!”

She squeaked and cleared her throat, her face still turning red. “O-okay, there’s a store downtown that you can go to. Just ask him for... pain. Okay, bye, I have to go,” she said, hurrying away after scribbling something down on a legal pad (in English).

Blue stared after her with a frown, but obliged and went to pay for his items. He trudged to downtown, looking for a store that matched the name of the one she had given him. He finally found it – a slightly seedy looking place with strange objects with spikes on it. He walked in, looking quite out of his element. “Hello,” he chirped brightly. “I need to buy pain.”

The man behind the counter stared at him, and then began talking to him about ‘leather’ and ‘tops’ and ‘bottoms’, and Blue just nodded and chirped out a few answers. “It’s for my master, really,” Blue said. The man piled items into his arms. He paid for the items (not quite realizing their intended purposes) and went back to the apartment. He stopped by his previous one and scooped up one of the stray cats and cat food. Mattie liked cats, right? Right.

So when he finally got home, he cheerfully ignored the French singing and quirked an eyebrow at Mattie as he fell. He put the groceries down and held up the cat triumphantly. “Look! Isn’t she cute? This is my cat, her name is... is... I don’t know. What’s your name?”

The cat was limp in his arms, trying to play dead. Its little tongue stuck out of its mouth. Blue gave it a gentle shake. “Ooooh, I’m dying,” the cat yowled. “I see the light. The light is coming...”

“She’s just mad because I accidentally stepped on her tail.”

“Accident my fluffy arse,” the cat scowled. As much as a cat could scowl, anyway. Blue set the cat down, and it flopped dramatically to the floor. “And I already told you I have a home!”

“Anyway! I bought your items!” he said happily, picking the groceries back up and hurrying over to Mattie. His eyes raked over his master once and his skin flushed slightly and he felt the aphrodisiac in his body curl in anticipation. “I... um...” He shook his head and pulled out the atlas, pointing to the Ukraine. “This is the famine.”

He tossed the milk and teal mist curled around it, opening the refrigerator and placing it in there along with the tomatoes. “I didn’t know what late and oofs were,” he admitted. He grabbed the bag from the pain place and dumped the contents on the couch. “And here’s your pain!” He smiled at Mattie widely, looking incredibly proud of himself much like a dog trying to please its owner.

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Mattie stared up at Blue for a moment, a tad shell shocked as the jinn unloaded the vast assortment of items. Mattie could only tilt his head in confusion as he explained each of the items. “Fa... mine?” he mumbled as he looked at the atlas. As Blue went on to explain each piece, it suddenly dawned on him. He'd written the shopping list in French and Blue... apparently could not read French much to the same aspect that Mattie struggled with reading English. He was trying so hard not to erupt into a fit of laughter as Blue dumped the 'pain' onto the couch.

“Oh, Bleu! You did perfectly!” he exclaimed. He came to a stand looking for his towel, or even a robe would do at this point but he couldn't be running about in his flat with nothing on. He spotted the robe hangng on a coat hook by the door, and he meekly hurried to snatch it up, slip it on, and tie off the belt. “I know just the place for this!” he chirped as he took the atlas from Blue and tore the page out and smoothed his hand over the Ukraine and found an empty picture frame for it and hung it neatly on the wall. The country looked a bit plain, and the thought of the country being a poor one made him pout a little.

He took one of his pens from the desk and drew a huge chicken drum stick in the middle of the country. “There.. Now they all have something to eat.” he chuckled. He then realized that his music was still playing and he crept over to switch it off. “Now... what are we going to do with all this .. eh..'Pain'?” he cratched the back of his head, profusely blushing. He wasn't about to tell Blue what this stuff was actually for. He didn't know if he could do it while keeping a straight face, anyway. As he stared at the items, getting more and more flustered. “I.. ah.. Better put these in a safe place, oui?”

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If Blue had a tail, it would be wagging furiously as Mattie told him that he did perfectly. “Really?” he asked, trying to keep his voice from betraying his excitement too much. “I didn’t know what a few of the items mean, and so I couldn’t get them,” Blue said, frowning sadly. “Unless I got them anyway! But I think maybe you should just tell me what we need so that I can make the list next time.” He smiled a little sheepishly, looking away pointedly from Mattie’s undressed figure until the Frenchman put the robe on.

As Mattie hung the picture of Ukraine, Blue felt himself swell with pride. Why else would Mattie hang the picture if not because he had bought the right item. “Excellent!” Blue said, rubbing his hands together. He watched as Mattie drew the chicken leg, and Blue chuckled, wrapping his arms around Mattie’s chest and pulling him back into a brief hug, nuzzling his nose into the crook of Mattie’s neck. He let his hands drop and watched as Mattie turned off the music. “Here, I’ll help you.”

He picked up the ‘pain’ objects and put them back in the bag, placing it on the floor. He flopped on the couch, scooting over to give Mattie enough room. “Thank you, Mattie. I know I messed up, but I’ll go again after I make the list,” he said, tugging on Mattie’s robe to pull him down on the couch. He grinned and his nose twitched, changing his form to that of a fluffy black cat. He purred, staring up at Mattie and rolling over on his back.

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“Thank you, Mattie. I know I messed up, but I’ll go again after I make the list,” 

If there had ever been even the slightest hint of doubt in his mind that Blue was what he said he was, it vanished the moment that charcoal black long haired cat with fur sticking out in every direction gazed up at him and nuzzled into his lap. Mattie simply adored cats. As much as Mattie thought that Blue's human form was rather attractive, he was tempted to ask that Blue simply remain as a cat forever so he could snuggle with him and stroke his beautiful silken coat. Mattie's fingers trailed from behind Blue's ears,down his spine, and to the base of his tail, scritching gently. “You make a very beautiful cat, Bleu!” he chirped.

“I'll say~” purred Princess as she came to rest on the armrest of the couch, her thick fluffy tail sweeping to brush against Blue's. Genie mad a rather disgusted 'Blegh' sound as he watched them from his hiding spot on the top of the bookshelf. Genie didn't have a romantic bone in his body. He was perfectly content to be fed, laze about in the sunshine in the kitchen window, and get gnaw ferociously on toy mouse Mattie had once gotten him, stuffed with catnip. He eyed the small kitten that Blue had brought home and rolled his dark golden eyes at the group. This house was getting just a bit too crowded for his taste.

“This calls for some music! Have you ever heard 'Don Giovanni”? It's on of my favorite operas.” he beamed.

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Blue warmed as Mattie stroked him. A deep purr rumbled from his throat when he was complimented. He wasn’t used to such affection, but he rather enjoyed it. His last master hadn’t been much of a man to show affection of any type, for Time Lords or humans or much less something as obsequious as Jinn. Mattie was different from all the humans that Blue had known. He nuzzled against the hand happily in gratitude, the brown eyes – an indicator he was not a cat – flicking over to Princess as she approached him.

He blinked slowly as Princess flirted with him, their tails brushing. “Umm…” he said, scampering to the other side of Mattie to put the human between them. He snuggled pointedly into Mattie’s side, eyeing Princess warily. He turned back into his human form, still curled against the man. “Don Giovanni? No, I don’t think so. Opera… isn’t that when they sing loudly?”

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Mattie chuckled softly as his service cat seemed to show an interest in Blue now that he was a cat. This was a crazy first two days. Mattie found himself starting to perk up and believe in all sorts of crazy things. If Jinn were real, why not Santa Clause? The Easter Bunny? The world seemed like a much more beautiful and enchanting place again. The way he had seen it when he was a kid.

As Blue curled against his side and resumed his more human form, Mattie just wrapped his arm around him and ran his fingers through his hair. “Sort of. It's like how Musicals are today. OH! Like 'Singing in the Rain' but instead of lots of musical scenes and spoken parts in between, everything is sung. Sometimes loudly, sometimes quite softly. All depends on the song and the mood.” He loved music, since his diagnosis and the progression of his condition, music was one of the few things he could still enjoy. His sense of taste and smell were gone, his equilibrium was shot, but at least he could still hear.

“Don Giovanni was a two act interpretation on Don Juan. It was composed by Mozart.” he chirped as he stretched to reach for a small remote to his CD player and started the music, turning down the volume so as to nigh deafen poor Blue or wake his neighbors, since the opening act was a very loud and booming introduction. “You know, Blue. Giovanni was about a man who was very irresistible to the ladies.. Say.. that doesn't sound too bad.. Blue Giovanni.” he chuckled slightly and leaned in kissing Blue's forehead. “Some day, I'm going to be on Broadway. That's one of my dreams.”

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Blue frowned, trying to imagine someone singing all the time. It seemed like it would get rather obnoxious after a while. “I see,” he said, shutting his eyes and smiling as Mattie ran his fingers through his hair. It wasn’t often that Blue found a master that was anything other than hateful towards him – it was practically never, actually. “I’ve never heard of a musical,” Blue admitted, decided not to mention that he wasn’t the bravest when it came to music… but with Mattie singing, it didn’t feel quite as frightening.

It was an interesting notion, and Blue’s ears twitched at the start of the music. “Mattie,” he said, turning his body to face him. “Mozart… I know him. Of him,” he amended, tapping his lips. He had been famous – and one of his previous masters had claimed to know him. “Irresistible to the ladies?” he repeated, grinning. Blue had been described in many ways during his (rather obnoxiously long) life, but ‘irresistible to the ladies’ would never be one. “Sounds like a charmer.”

His cheeks flushed slightly as Mattie kissed his forehead. “Blue Giovanni? That could be my name, you know,” he said, smiling widely. “And I’m sure you’re going to be on Broadway. It isn’t a dream, because it will happen,” Blue decided. Mattie would be on this broad way, even if Blue had to manipulate the entirety of reality for it to be so.