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“And thank you so much for watching my stream guys! I’m going to raid Aria, so I’ll catch you guys later.” With a final wave to the camera, Sykkuno shut off the stream and slumped into his chair with a tired sigh. He wasn’t kidding when he said he was a lightweight —a few sips of soju in and the room was spinning for the next few hours. Even now, he still felt a but woozy, but mostly just light and giggly if anything.
Seeing his phone light up out of the corner of his eye, Sykkuno finally picked it up, only to be faced with hundreds of notifications. Twitter and Instagram seemed to have really liked the cat ears, judging by the number of likes he’s racked up in just the past few hours. Almost unconsciously, his hand found their way up to the felty ears on his head, tugging it a bit this way and that as he continued to scroll. However, his thumb froze when he reached a certain notification.
Oh boy, oh boy he forgot about Corpse. Corpse had commented under his Instagram post with a simple “Yes, yes I see”, and yet Sykkuno had never felt so flustered. Sure, Corpse had a song about catgirls ruining his life, but Sykkuno definitely hadn’t asked Scarra to borrow the cat ears with that in mind! Promise! He just...wanted to show some Halloween spirit! Yes, that was exactly the reason why he had cornered Scarra earlier that day for the ears. Nothing else!...
...He wasn’t fooling anybody, was he. Much less himself. Well, the decision was done, made, and posted to his socials so it really didn’t matter anymore. Plus, the cat ears were growing on him —they barely felt like they were there in the first place after having worn them for the past few hours.
As he stood up from his gaming chair, Sykkuno swayed a bit, his legs and knees weak from sitting down for so long, and stumbled his way into bed. He already felt his eyes drooping, partly because of the alcohol in his system, and another part from his Halloween stream. Laying his head down on his fluffy pillow, Sykkuno did one last check through his notifications before calling it a night.
One particular dm caught his eye. It was from Corpse, who was asking if he could get a picture from Sykkuno posing with the cat ears. The message was followed with a "only if you feel comfortable, though, Sykkuno". Ah, he had asked that earlier when they were playing scp, right? And good old Corpse, always being so considerate and nice and welcoming and -getting off track again, Sykkuno. A picture. Corpse wants a picture, easy. Typically, he would probably shy away and send a link to one of the many screenshots floating around on twitter, but sleepy and tipsy Sykkuno decided to do one better. With one hand curled into a first next to his face, Sykkuno recorded a video of him letting out small, sleepy “nya” before sending it to Corpse. Feeling his eyes droop further, Sykkuno had half a mind to at least put his phone on the nightstand next to him to charge before sleep finally claimed him.
Sykkuno awoke to a slight headache, courtesy of the soju the night before. Groaning for a bit, he sat up and stretched his arms and back before heading to the bathroom to wash his face and freshen up.
Staring blearily into the mirror, Sykkuno took in his messy bedhead and tried taming it a bit before doing his usual skincare routine. His mind wandered off as he performed his morning ritual, his hands automatically reaching for the toothbrush after drying his face off. Placing a generous dollop of toothpaste, Sykkuno got to brushing before he finally focused on something in the mirror. Or rather, two somethings.
Ah, he forgot to take the cat ears off huh?
Leaving the toothbrush hanging in his mouth, Sykkuno moved both of his hands to take the headband off —it probably wasn’t helping with the current pounding in his head. Except, when he brushed around his hair for the metal band, his fingers found nothing but hair. That’s...odd? Sykkuno frowned and instead reached for the ears, tugging on the tips.
And he immediately hissed in pain, the toothbrush luckily clattering into the sink instead of the floor.
Oh god, Sykkuno thought, feeling how warm, fuzzy, and very alive the ears felt against his fingers.
Oh no, nonono, Sykkuno panicked, staring at how the ears swiveled and twitched through his reflection in the mirror.
They were real. The ears -they turned real. Oh god, he was a catboy for real now? Sykkuno pinched his arm. Nope, not a dream. Which means...
Sykkuno did what anyone else would do. He screamed for bloody murder.