rebel was standing on the corner one day in her fursuit eating stale fries from McDonalds. shooting had just wrapped up for cats and she was exhausted. nobody put as much work into the film as she did, and had impacted their character like she did, the actress was just that good. Maybe she would never take off the suit as ridiculous as it seemed to some people. the clout she received on Tumblr was intense, and maybe it went to her head a bit, but tooooo bad she was gonna be a star. The cat lady trailed through several puddles as she strode along on two legs. Every cat that caught sight of her would just stare her down from a distance. Jealous hoes she told herself. Because all cats wish to be the amazing rebel Wislon. But there was one stare that caught her attention as she passed, and it was not from a cat, but a hooman. He was an odd human too, with unnaturally beautiful eyelashes and long lanky arms he stood on all fours with. His face looked like he just took a bath in bacon grease and didn't bother to dry off. WHo needs sweaty men that smell like pork anyways. Not rebel. she started walking away with a quack as to let the man know that he was beneath her and continued on her way. It wasn't long before he trim tum started doing the rumblies. there was a sudden urge to stuff her face in the best eating establishment she could find, but unfortunately the dumb fucks had closed everything down to buy doughnuts and have a doughnut parade so this left rebel hungry and with no place to go.
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rebel wilson is a hUmGrY kitty
Fanfictionrebel is a sassy classy little tease and she's looking for a snack. curt smith of the beatles just happens to be wandering down the same particular street. how will these two crazy kids make a plan of action
