'HE hated it here'. A thought lingering Aegir's mind as a visible scrawl imprinted on his lips. 

He felt his skin getting itchy and irritated his fur glistened in sweat as the sweltering heat torture his being. Why the hell is the sun so hyped today? The heat's making him lazy. But he wants to eat and his appetite shouldn't be neglected. 

He waved his tail from left to right as he wandered around the busy streets of New Gorgon, finding a place where there was plenty of food. 

He's sick of eating scraps and chasing mice and birds that will tire him out, the old fat lady he used to steal food from always eats delivered food from fast-food, never leaving her house like she's scared of something that she wouldn't even bother to buy groceries. Call him choosy but he hates fast-food except the burger he stole from the weird guy. No fish. A big x to kitties like him. 

"Where to? " he asked himself as he stared at his surroundings; big tall buildings and stalls and humans holding their smartphones eating or drinking coffee and 'milk tea' as they walked, unaware of animals waiting for them to drop their scrap to the big black bins to ease their hunger. 

Aegir stopped walking as he intently stared at the plastic cup of 'milk tea' in the grasp of a young Cheian looking guy wearing a cheap black suit with a tomato colored tie. Making him look like a clown in fancy yet still cheap clothes. 

Does milk tea taste good? Is it good like regular milk? Licking his lips, he stopped himself from drooling. He wishes to have a chance to take a sip but stealing something that's spilling just doesn't work. 

He found himself stopping the temptation to rub his face on the human's legs and purr, hoping that the human would give him milk tea. Or else, he'll find himself getting hurt and waste his time grooming himself to erase the dirt from the human's dirty shoe imprinted on his fur. 

Licking dirt isn't fun. It tastes like hell. It's hard to become a cat, they hate to bathe yet suffer from grooming themselves. 

One of the many reasons why he despises humans is that they are greedy, they take so much more than what they could consume. They'll waste resources and food just because they want it but in the end, they'll throw it all away when they aren't satisfied. They don't respect other species that are more in need of the things they want but not need. 

His theory proved to be true when the Cheian guy threw the plastic cup along with the remaining contents of the milk tea on the road and left, not minding that he wasted food and did not throw his waste properly. 

He sighed. Humans are hopeless creatures. 

"I'm hungry, so hungry. " Licking his lips he stretched his limbs. He scratched his ears using his right foot and yawned. 

'Food, food, food. Just fucking come to me. ' Can someone just give him some? 

"Hey, arf! " His thoughts got interrupted by an annoying sound coming from his back.

He sniffed the air as his nose registered a luscious smell coming from that direction making his stomach growl in hunger. 

"I see, you're hungry. You could get half of my hunt, arf~ssu! Fish is your favorite? " A brown-colored street dog welcomed his sight as he turned around. He's smiling goofily at him, saliva dripping from his mouth as he bit his catch: a grouper.

Looking back at the saliva, he could feel his insides scream disgust. Even though the grouper sure looks appetizing, the liquid coating doesn't. 

The dog looked at him expectantly as its round chocolate brown eyes blinked; approaching him little by little, he stepped back. "You want it~ssu? I will give it to a pretty kitty like you, " the dog's voice sounded so charming like someone who'd want to date him. 

The dog even winked at him. Winked! WINKED! What the actual fuck? 

Feeling nervous, he licked his paw and meowed anxiously. "I-ummm...Thank you..." Before he could finish, the dog advanced again and started to pick his right hand, on bended knees it dropped the fish on the ground then it gently planted a soft kiss on the back of his hand. 

What the cat's hell is happening? He knew this dog is 100% male and so is he. Is the dog blind enough not to notice his "son" in between his tights? 

"Uhmm...Thanks but no thanks. Instead, where did you hunt the fish? " he laughed timidly as he saw a hint of hurt in the dog's eyes, its canines flashed from its mouth making a shiver run down his spine. 

He did say that he wants someone to give him food but now all he could say is: Abort wish, abort! 

He could hear the gossips of the humans around them, seemingly interested in his interaction with the dog. Some even flash their phones on them; he bet that they only want to share the humans called "video" on their "social media" and gain something without paying them anything in return. Greedy. 

The dog even bowed and kissed his feet; crying, seemingly like he doesn't give a damn and all he cares about is the cat in front of him. The cat, on the other hand, is getting annoyed and wants to escape; adding a little force to his kicks to the dog's face. He wanted to add more force but he might get rabies if the dog decided to bite him. 

"Date me, kitty~ssu! Date me!" It continued to kiss his feet; begging, making the cat scoff and raise his brow. 

It's the nth time that this same scenario's happening to him. The first one was an ugly cat with lots of fungi and scars. 

He remembered how it begged him saying, "Join my harem, mi cherry! And you'll like the roof pleasure every night! "

The recent one was a bull and he remembered how he desperately ran away because the bull tried to sniff the hell out of him, it looked like a "drug addict".

And now...

Can someone help him escape?! He doesn't want this! He only wanted food, not this!