Death x Puss

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-Fluff-

Puss spent most of his time at the bar, Realising it was death in every corner, The only place were he was safe, Could keep his dignity and get food, Was the bar in Del mar.

"Yes, More leche if you will, Senor?" Puss called.

"Si, I'll just be in the back." The bar man said, Puss nodded.

Death's famous whistle rang through the room, Puss noted this, but continued drinking his leche.

Puss glanced over to the seat next to him.

Death was sitting there, Drinking some sort of drink.

"Puss in boots.. Am I right?" He asked.

"Si.. And.. You are?"

"That's on a need to know basis." The wolf chuckled, Puss shivered.

Puss looked the wolf up and down.

"No.. I think I need to know now."

The wolf laughed, He got closer to Puss' face.

"I'm muerte.. That's the name you can call me anyways." Muerte winked, Puss flushed.

"Er.. Okay, Hermano.." Puss said, He couldn't look Death in the eyes.

Muerte pushed Puss' chin up with his claw, Puss closed his eyes tight.

"Look at me." The wolf demanded.

Puss opened his eyes and stared into death's red ones.

"Scared?" Death asked, Smiling an evil grin.

"You're eyes are.. Pretty." Puss commented.

Death blushed, His eyes widened. 

"Stupid gato." He growled, He turned away.

Puss grinned.

"Stop looking at me." Death told him, glancing at him.

"Why-?"

"Because I said so." Death growled.

"Okay, Lobo." Puss chuckled.

Death's chest bet fast, He was confused why, He had struck fear into a lot of people before he killed them, But something about this cat was different, He couldn't bring himself to kill him.

"Well.. Might as well tease him." Death thought, Smirking.