The Greatest Story Ever Told

The scratching made another appearance. "I should probably let the cat in," I said. "No, you shouldn't!" Simon disagreed. "What if it's not the cat? That could be anything." I stood up and rolled my eyes at him. "It's winter, Simon. He's probably cold." I walked over to the door and unlocked it. "No!" Simon yelled from behind me. "Don't open it!" One Shot. AU.