Tom and Jerry

Jerry,

I wake up from a dream filled with a cat. A very....very... amazing... cat.

I turn in the white sheets, expecting to turn into a warm chest.

Instead I'm greeted with empty comforter.

He slept next to me most nights... unless his mom came home?

But he would warn me then...right?

I sit up and rub my tired eyes. I slip off the bed and then pull on my orange sweatshirt.

"Tom?" I say into the dim hallway, lightly padding towards the kitchen.

He wasn't planning on tricking me again? Or some prank?

I creep around the corner, careful of him.

He had already messed with me a bunch recently.

I make it to the small island before I hear something move.

My eyes dart to the living room.

He's gonna end up pranking me while I'm only in boxersssss.....

I hide behind the island. Then something catches my eye.

I stand back up. Standing straight, I walk into the living room, careful with each step.

Then I see it fully.

A small... kitten.... stumbling around by the coffee table.

"Tom..?" I say again.

I then watch the kitten turn and show a bit of recognition. Was I imaging stuff now?

Jeez, I always got told the first time would be weird but they never said anything about hallucinations.

"Mommy!" The kitten begins to change into a little baby.

Baby.... Baby child.... That had bluish-grey hair, cat ears, and a winding tail.

"N-No" I say, as the child waddles over to my legs and hugs them, "Tom??"

I stare at the toddler for a little while longer, then finally come to my senses.

What was I supposed to feed him??

Was I supposed to change him?

I pick him up carefully, then pull the big blue sweatshirt up a little to see if he's wearing a diaper.

I can't tell if he is, and to be honest, I don't want to see babytomdick.

I let the sweatshirt fall back over the baby's pale tummy and hold him on my hip.

"Is this a dream?" I ask the baby, "or am I just hallucinating the man who just took my virginity as a baby?" I think for a second, "is this what it's like to be high?" I ask the baby again.

I begin walking to the kitchen. Babies needed to eat.

What did babies eat?

I open the small fridge and scan the shelves.

"Well, you're a cat too, aren't you...." I whisper, mostly to myself.

Would he eat chicken? I don't think baby teeth could eat cooked chicken.

Would I have to blend his food?

He looked like maybe a three year old? Maybe two...

I could make him a smoothie, then I don't have to think I'm going to choke him with cooked chicken.

Since he was a human, technically he could eat berries, right?

I open the frezer then, and find the frozen strawberries, blueberries, and raspberries.

I open the fridge again and grab the gallon milk.

I then look around to spot the black and silver blender on the counter, I walk over to it, with my hands full, with a child and with random smoothie ingredients.

I set the child on the ground by my feet.

"Stay put," I say, "please?" I add.

I then put all the frozen ingredients on the counter, along with the milk. Then I check to make sure the blender is actually plugged in.

I look at the buttons on the blender, there were five.

'ONE' 'TWO' 'THREE' 'PULSE' and 'POWER'

I click the power button, a green light turns on under it, then I add the frozen ingredients, then the milk.

Then I figure out what 'PULSE' means. It literally just blends when you hold the button down.

Why?

After the smoothie is poured and everything is poured out.

I look at the baby for a little.

"I have to clean the blender, don't I?" I ask, then get to cleaning the blender.

I decide to just start the dishwasher before picking up the baby, along with the smoothie.

I take a tiny sip of the drink, it's good, freezing, but good.

Would it be too cold for him to drink?

I open the pantry and reach for the top shelf, I find the plastic straws and plop one into the smoothie.

"Okay, now tell me if this is too cold," I say, holding the straw towards his mouth.

He looks intently at the pink straw for a good minute. In this minute I walk to the living room and sit on the light blue couch.

I place Tom on my left leg, with his feet between my legs.

He grabs the straw in a tiny fist and puts it between tiny white teeth.

He smiles and sips the smoothie.

"Is it okay? Not to cold?" I ask, he just looks at me for a little and keeps drinking.

It takes him about ten minutes to finish the smoothie, I didn't make a huge cup anyway.

He holds the cup out to me and I take it.

"Finished?" I ask, setting the cup on the coffee table.

He giggles and smiles.

"Aww," I smile back.

He yawns and rubs his eyes, must be tired.

"You want to take a nap?" He just yawns again and puts his head in my shoulder.

I reach behind us to find the small black blanket thrown over the back of the couch.

That's how I fell asleep with a baby Tom next to me, under a tiny black blanket.

How did this happen...?

Hi guys!! Sorry it's been so long since I've updated, I've been having a choatic couple of weeks-

I do hope you guys are doing okay, and I thought I should probably have an explanation to how our favorite cat turned into a baby.

Tbh I don't really watch like TV, and when I do it's not cartoons, so correct me if this makes zero sense. Basically the one witch lady came and saw that Tom was a human, and decided 'no lol, be child.'

So yeah- uhm, if there's more you want to read, then don't be scared to comment!

Also votes and comments are nice!

Don't forget to check out some of my other stories, I'm starting a new one called 'The Ghost of Micheal Linch' so check it out!

Bye!! Thx for reading!!