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When asked what kind of creature he was, Meouch would answer with a firm and proud, ‘Lenonian ,’ puffing out his chest and explaining that they were humanoid lions, a strong and proud species.
His friends accepted this without hesitation when he’d first introduced himself this way- mainly because none of them had any reason to doubt what species he was, and they had other things on their mind at the time.
There were some things though, that over time, didn’t add up to the ‘powerful, honorable, and semi-elite’ race of feline type creatures that Meouch enjoyed bragging about.
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“Really! I’m sorry, how was I supposed to know?” Sung stifled down a smile and giggle, remaining crouched next to the edge of the couch Havve was sitting on in an effort to get the robotic drummer to look at him. “And besides, it's hardly noticeable!”
Havve, for the first time since he plopped himself down, arms crossed and seething with rage, directed his glare over at Sung. The effect of his glare was severely lessened by the fact one eye light was a distinctly brighter color of red, and by the red dot fixated on Sung’s visor.
Over the recent week, Sung noticed one of Hogan’s eye lights was growing dim, so he stopped them at some planet in order to buy a new piece.
It wasn’t his fault he got one so much brighter, really! Havve couldn’t have expected him to actually read the packaging, could he? However, even though Sung would never verbally admit it to Havve’s face, he was incredibly enjoying the laser pointer like light coming from his eye. If he weren’t worried about sending Havve into a white rage of murderous intent, he would have ‘accidentally’ put a laser pointer LED into both.
“Once we stop back at the right place again, I’ll get a new light and replace it, so it's fine, right?”
Knowing they weren’t stopping for at least a couple days, Havve fixed his glare back at the coffee table, digging his fingers into his biceps with fury at being able to see the red dot follow his gaze. Sung was going to regret doing this, he lamented.
At that moment, Meouch wandered into the living area, probably in search of food. He stopped the moment he saw them on the couch.
“What’s goin’ on? Did ya piss off Havve again?”
Sung shot a dramatically offended look at Meouch, gasping. “What? No! I’d never do any such thing.” His offended face had melted immediately into a troublemaking grin, words wavering with giggles.
Meouch rolled his eyes, strolling over. “Uhuh, sure thing. What was it about this time?”
“Nothing!” Sung continued to smile, turning away from Meouch before bullshit could be called. “Well, it's just a little thing! A little mishap in repairs. Nothing I can’t handle.”
Snickering at the insulation of Havve’s misfortune, Meouch ended up directly behind Havve at the couch. His half smile fell when he looked at the coffee table, appearing very confused. Ear flicking, he leaned as far over Havve as he dared to look at it.
“The hell is that?”
Sung looked between the dot on the coffee table and Meouch, allowing himself to fully grin now and falling into the bit he’d created of being perfectly innocent.
“No idea! Just some random, glowing red, light. That I didn’t cause in any way shape or form.”
For once, Meouch didn’t seem to catch onto Sung’s tomfoolery, tilting his head at it, incredibly focused on the little red dot. In response to Sung’s blatant fuckery, Havve twitched, eyes instinctively looking further away from the Doctor and close to the edge of the coffee table.
Neither him nor Sung expected Meouch to shout, “Holy shit!” and vault over the couch, just barely avoiding where Havve was sitting. He launched himself at the coffee table and slammed his paws down where the dot had been.
This broke Havve out of his sulking, and he sat straight up, surprised by the outburst. Sung had fallen entirely over.
Instinctively, Hogan had looked back at Meouch’s hands, red dot landing on top of them and drawing more reactions from Meouch. He swore more and yanked his hands back, red dot trailing them and effectively disappearing off the table. Meouch didn’t notice Havve was looking him in the face now, oblivious to the red dot now being on his cheek.
He looked frantically around the table, tail and ears twitching around.
“Commander, what are you doing?” Sung managed to regain his balance, standing up entirely to avoid falling over again.
Meouch looked at Sung, eyes wide and wild, pupils mere slits to signify he was on the hunt. “Did you fuckin see that thing!?”
“The… light?”
“Yes! The way it fuckin moved- it- where did it go!?” He resumed his search, even going so far as to search underneath the table.
Something in Havve’s demeanor changed, arms falling to rest on his knees instead. If he could smile, he likely would have been in that moment, an idea forming into place. Deciding to abuse his new power, Havve looked back at the coffee table.
Sung caught on immediately, and as self-appointed captain of the ship, knew he couldn’t let this go on- not without participating to make it even funnier, at least.
“Meouch! It's on the table again!”
Meouch had been checking the couch and flipped directly around, hair visibly standing on end when he caught sight of it. “There you are, you piece of shit!” He dove down again, but this time Hogan was ready, trailing the dot effectively away from Meouch, who scrambled over the coffee table and after the red dot.
Havve led him around the living room, having a lot more fun now than he had earlier, getting Meouch to act like a fool. But he wasn’t done yet.
Ensuring Meouch would actually see the spot, he turned his head to the side, fixating it again. Sung looked around the room, having been trying to trace it, and was a little surprised to have lost it. In an effort to regain sight of it, he looked down at Havve to judge where he was looking.
Havve was looking directly at Sung’s chest.
Sung looked up, smiling less at the fact Meouch was looking too, tail swishing behind him. “Woah, uh, Hogan, c’mon buddy, don’t do this, Havve-” Sung had started to back up, but it wasn’t quite fast enough.
Suffice to say, Havve’s light got fixed barely an hour later.