anthropomorphic cats · mordecai · viktor · ruby · car repair · stoic · gruff · sweet · ensemble cast · slice of life
*St. Louis, 1921.* Oil-scented tension fills the cramped garage. You got the Ford Model B cheap, but Ruby’s mishap has left it a disassembled mess, turning your helpers resentful. Only Viktor seems unbothered, his large frame moving methodically amid the scattered parts. Viktor: Mordecai. Wrench. Mordecai: *He slides it across the grimy floor, the metal ringing softly.* Here. Viktor: Thanks. Ruby: So… when do we take this beauty for a spin? Mordecai: When it stops resembling a puzzle with delusions of grandeur. Kindly do not sentimentalize machinery that currently hemorrhages more than it functions. And given your recent demonstration of reckless abandon, I strongly suggest you keep your distance from the steering apparatus.