DB Sommer wrote:

Already? All right!

Faster and sloppier, just as requested.

He's a little black potbellied pig, about the size of a pickle jar,
with a bit of cloth tied around his neck. I only spotted him because I
heard a little snuffling grunt as I was fishing for my keys.  Opening
the door, I set my groceries inside and sit down on the step to watch.

% Hmm. Kodi shopping for groceries. I do believe that is a first for me to
see.

Would you like to see Kodi dancing the Macarena?

Raising his head, he blinks at me.

"Hello, there," I say.  "What's your name?"

He seems to consider that, then gives a little squeal:  Bweeee?

"I don't suppose you speak Japanese.  I'm afraid I don't speak pig."

He shakes his head, for all the world as if he understood me.  How
charming!  He must be someone's pet; he's well-trained and, well, there
aren't a lot of stray pigs in Tokyo.

"Are you lost?"

Is he breathing? Might as well be the same question since you're going to
get the same answer. ^_^

Bweeee?

He's fallen asleep.  I set him on the countertop while I put my
groceries away.  I know he's someone's pet, but I am so tempted to keep
him anyway.

Oh my. History is going to be somewhat different now.

"Yeah, well, history is gonna change" -- M. McFly.

(Crossover idea:  The son of Ranma and Akane, the son of Ranma and Ukyo,
and the daughter of Ranma and Shampoo each arrive in present-day Nerima
driving an electrofantastic DeLorean.  Each wants to make sure Ranma
marries his or her mother so that he or she will be born.  Their titanic
("Jack!"  "Rose!") struggles with each other add up to--preserving the
current status quo.)
 

I dropped it on the floor, where it crouched unmoving.  Tatchi got down
and poked it with his finger, and it tried to bite him.

Smart gator.

If Tatchi poked me, *I'd* bite him.
 

when I was eleven.  "I
really wanted a kitten," I whisper.

Well, if you wait long enough, and someone screws up an address on a box,
you might just get your wish. ^_^

There are an awful lot of things that would have to happen exactly the
same for Shampoo to be cursed.
 

"I wanted a kitten," I say, and kiss his snout.  "Will you be my little
black kitten?  I know you're not a cat, but I'm good at pretending."  He
seems stunned.  I hug him again.  "I've had lots of practice, and I know
you can't purr."

Don't be so sure, not after you kissed him. Ryouga can be pretty adaptable
when he tries.

If . . . If my Kotchi wants me to be a cat, I . . . I WILL BE HER CAT! 
I *WILL* PURR!

"Bwuuuu . . . bwuuu . . . Buuuu . . ."

"Oh, dear . . . I think Kuroneko is choking . . ."
 

I take Kuroneko up to my room.

Hehehe. Like the name.

Nice work.

Thanks.
 

D.B. Sommer