Cats

Kagura was on her morning jog to school. Occasionally, her and Sakaki would cross paths, they lived close together after all, and they would walk together before they stopped off at Chiyo-chan's house. She glanced up as she recognised the long flow of hair a few metres away, and called out Sakaki's name.

Sakaki turned around, and Kagura slowed down to a walk. Sakaki wasn't really much for company; she didn't say much, but for some reason, she had a tendency to be targeted by cats. They would lurk behind bins, perch on gates, hide in the bushes, and as they walked past them they would spring out with an innocent look.

Kagura thought that Sakaki would know better to trust in them. But every time, she still swayed over, holding out her hand to stroke the cat. It was an invitation, really. That's probably what the cats thought too, as they munched on her hand.

So. With this, Kagura thought it best to scare the cats away whenever they came near. Today, as she saw a cat come near, she mimed holding a bazooka over her shoulder.

"Ka-pou!" She shouted, along with making other noises that sounded like gunfire. The cat immediately ran off.

Kagura gave a smug grin in her success, not noticing Sakaki's distraught face. A few other cats popped up, and now to Kagura it felt like she was in some shoot 'em up video game. Degrading her air-weapon from a bazooka to a revolver, clasping both hands together and sticking out her index and middle fingers, she aimed at all the different cats, shooting them with loud, cat-scaring, blowing up noises.

The cats shrieked, meowed, hissed, and fled. Kagura kept going, thoroughly enjoying herself, until all the cats had gone.

"Haha," She laughed, turning to Sakaki in triumph, "It would be funny if they had collapsed or something, wouldn't it?"

She knew they wouldn't because it wasn't a real gun, but Sakaki obviously didn't get it. She was staring at her in utter disbelief mixed with an odd look of pain.

"No..." She said, "No... it wouldn't be good at all..."