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Prompt:It Never Happened Before

I look behind me, watching the mess of cars trying to catch up to me, before hitting my own car's brakes. I pull over and bear witness to what's happening. My girlfriend is the first to notice my reaction, and tears out in front of the pack. She pulls the brakes as she approaches me, getting out and throwing herself over me.

"Please, please don't go!" I shove her off of me and ask just what in the abyss is going on. "I need you to understand what was going on."

"I think I have a pretty good idea of what was happening, what with you and him naked in our bed." Her best friend all but tears the passenger door off of the car as she steps out, the jinko's eyes burning angrily.

"I'm going to get the evidence, before I beat your boy here into the road." She growls, my girlfriend sighing.

"Thanks Em." The rest of the cars have pulled up now, boxing us in on all sides. Her parents step out of their car, while the rest of her friends stay in their cars. "Please, babe. I wasn't in control of myself." Her ears are flat against her head, and her tail keeps flicking towards me, but controlled enough to not try touching me.

"Oh, really? What was...." Emily steps away from one of the cars, in one hand is a pile of withered plants that look vaguely familiar, and over her other shoulder was a bound and gagged man, wearing little more than a pair of boxers.

"Here, look at these, asshole." She shoves the plants into my chest, and drops the guy on the ground.

Looking closely I do recognise the wilted plants, from the early days of our relationship, when I made the mistake of asking a mamono what kind of tea would be best for a werecat. I then looked at the man on the ground, then back at my girlfriend.

"Really? He gave you catnip tea?" She looks down, blushing furiously and nodding. I look down at the guy again. "Why the hell did you accept tea from a stranger?"

"W-well, I've worked with him for years, and he was usually pretty nice to me, soo...." I sigh, then walk over to the bound man, pulling the gag off of him.

"Why?" I ask, but he immediately starts shouting insults at me, and my girlfriend. I give him a fairly restrained kick to the stomach, enough to shut him up at least. I kneel down next to him and grab his hair, forcing him to look me in the face.

"Why did you drug my girlfriend?" He sits quietly groaning for a few seconds.

"Look, I've been working this angle for years, then you come along and pinch her out from under my nose? That's bullshit!" Emily grabs his hair out from my grasp and lifts him off of his feet.

"Is that really it, you scumbag? You just got jealous?!" Her other hand is curled up into a fist. "Jas, can I punch this guy across the highway?" My girlfriend looks at me, her face brightening a little bit.

"What do you think, babe?" She asks, cautiously putting a hand on my arm.

"As fun as that'd be to see, I think we should just throw him back in the car." Emily gives a dissaproving grunt, but slings him back over her shoulder.

"So... am I forgiven?" Jasmine asks, looking up at me. I look down at her, and she recoils a little from my gaze.

"You aren't off the hook. But I'll think of something to make up for it." She cheers and leaps at me, throwing her arms and legs around me. I look over to her parents, who are both sighing in relief.

"I am going to burn that matress though." I whisper into her ear.

"Way ahead of you." She replies with a smile.

We get back into the cars and head home, making a quick detour to the nearest park where we hand our culprit up with a sign for anyone who wanted him. When me and Jasmine pull up I can't help but notice the broken bedroom window.

"Um...?" Emily just put's a hand on my shoulder and chuckles.

"Don't ask. And don't worry, I'll pay for it." I get a pretty clear picture of what probably happened after I left. Jasmine quickly hurries me into the backyard, where not only the mattress, but also the rest of the bedding, including the wooden frame, has been thrown into a pile.

"I don't want to remember any part of this. Is that okay?" She asks, handing me a box of matches.

"I think we can agree on that." I strike one and throw it onto the pile, a woosh of flames immediately springing to life. "Jas...." My girlfirend nervously giggles.

"So... maybe I already doused everything in petrol. Like, a lot of petrol." I can't help but smile at her, and pull her into a quick embrace.

"Remember how I said you weren't off the hook yet?" I ask her, getting a nervous squirm in response.

"Yeah...."

"Well, guess who's sleeping on the floor tonight?" She sighs, but doesn't complain, just wraps her arms around me even tighter.

"I think I can live with that."