test... drive...?

[mewtation]

[ WHOEVER YOU ARE, wherever you sleep: there is a cat in your bed.

or. well. something that looks sort of like one...? if cats were four and a half feet tall and roughly humanoid. um. ]

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[wantstheddd]

[ huff. ]

You didn't even ask permission.

[mewtation]

[ you have his attention. very seriously ]

I like most soft things.

[mewtation]

I prefer to ask forgiveness.

[wantstheddd]

Alright, whatever, but if I get tired I'm sleeping there whether you're still taking up space or not.

[ as though that's a threat. he looks like he weighs like 90 pounds. ]

[mewtation]

[ opens the other eye, and perks both ears up ]

Please do. I don't mind sharing.

[wantstheddd]

[ — oh. ]

... What, really?

[shitstarter]

[ pushes himself off the barrier, moving to one of the doors—a closet. a really fucking big closet. on one of the shelves is just, a million fucking blankets.

if he has so many blankets why does he not use any of them goddamn ]

[ feeling for the blankets for an appropriately soft one, and pulling it out—it's blue, microfiber, fuzzy ]

You're too big for me to share a bed with you, at that size. I'll have to ask Father for a bigger bed.

[mewtation]

[ streeeeetching and sitting up. he's definitely got the bipedal thing going on, and it looks like he's got grasping digits on his hind feet as well. ]

I can make myself fit, in the meantime. I don't need to take up that much space.

[shitstarter]

Hmh.

[ walks over to the barrier, pressing a hand to it with his free hand ]

What do you eat?

[mewtation]

[ it goes... soft, is the best way to describe it, before dissolving under his hand entirely ]

I can eat anything humans eat, but I do better with animal-based proteins and high sugar intake.

[mewtation]

Yes?

[ stretches, and then curls himself into a surprisingly small ball considering his overall size ]

[wantstheddd]

I kind of expected, I don't know, scratching or something.

[shitstarter]

[ lets his sand sink through, and then walks to his bed, and drops the blanket next to the cat ]

Meats and sweets. That can be arranged, we'll just find something else for Drake to eat.

[mewtation]

[ his pleased amusement at the wordplay is a palpable thing, as is his contentment as he pulls the blanket over himself and curls up into it. he does take up less space that way. ]

Thank you. Is "Drake" family?

[shitstarter]

[ snorts, sitting himself down next to the blanket ]

Only in the legal sense. He's not really my brother, nor is he really my father's son.

[mewtation]

Not unless you did something to earn it.

[mewtation]

[ pops his head out. ]

How so?

[wantstheddd]

Uh-huh. Why are you on my bed anyway, you weird cat thing?

[shitstarter]

[ sniffs, and titus has finally stopped growling and is cautiously padding over at damian's call ]

My father didn't sire him. And I am the blood son, and so his true son. Drake is not related to me at all by blood. That's how.

[mewtation]

[ makes a tiny huffing noise and lays his ears back before stretching his neck out to say hello to doge ]

Blood is no more than a scaffold that family can be built on.

[restorefromsave]

[Waking with a start. He's used to sleeping with someone but he doesn't know this presence. He immediately sits up, wary but not ready to attack.]

Who are you?

[mewtation]

[ blinks blue eyes very mildly in his direction ]

I'm Lucky.

[restorefromsave]

... Why are you in my bed, Lucky?

[mewtation]

I was sleeping.

[ why ELSE would he be in your bed, Sion? really. ]

[restorefromsave]

Why here?