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Crosshair was slowly waking up.
With the feel of something warm and heavy on top of him having roused the former sniper from his deep but rest filled slumber.
As Crosshair cracked his eyes open it was difficult to see for whatever reason. Something soldi blocking his view of sight. Something fluff and furry?
What the kark???
There certainly was hair on his face which was not his own. But there was also that constant droning sound, his whole body vibrating to the rhythm of it.
Now, Crosshair had been known to purr, true. Sometimes when he was really really happy Crosshair having burst into a full blown purring song. But, not to this extent and certainly not as loudly as this!
There was some movement there as well, someone or something having been lying right there, on top of him?
The situation overall was getting curiouser and curiouser every passing moment and Crosshair was certainly dying to find out what was really going on in his bed!
Crosshair finally managed to crack open one eye, only to be immediately hit with something itchy and a lot of it too into said eye.
“Oh karking hell!!!”
Crosshair’s cry of frustration would certainly be heard by whomever or whatever there was in his bedroom with him. As suddenly having an eye full of something then ending up trying to rub it out of there was annoying at best.
But Crosshair’s body alongside his extremities were all pinned down.
Wiggling about for a long spell Crosshair finally managed to dislodge one arm and the other.
Quickly ridding off the hair from his eye which was starting to feel rather unpleasant, he was finally able to see what it was having ended up in his eye, the stuff now in his hand… what he saw was… fur?
Feeling some of the weight still on him, his eyes able to focus now that the stuff was out. What he saw certainly surprised him.
Tookas! All around and on top of him, even on his head, his face!
“What the fuck is going on?”
Crosshair tried to get up, but there were so many of them there. Lying comfortable and unwilling to move.
“Omega!!!!”
Crosshair could not hear anything but a few complaints from the felines around him, those having had to move because their mattress had become uncooperative suddenly.
But soon enough, he heard the footfalls closing in.
“Yes Cross?”
Omega asked with a somewhat normal tone, while she tried to look all innocent and all, as if nothing unusual was going on. But Crosshair knew better. As clearly the kid was running some sort of an illegal tooka day care centre in their house.
“What’s going on?”
“Waddaya mean?”
They stared at each other for a long moment, but Omega really was a bad liar. They all were for that matter.
“Calling your bluff, Kid!” Crosshair stated in an even tone, not waiting to argue about it. “Just, lemme outta here and I won’t tell Hunter about these… cats you’re trying to hide.”
Omega yielded knowing she had been caught, rather kitten handed too. But of course she had as there was no way for her to explain the large size litter of tookas as just having walked into the house and settled on top of Crosshair.
“Okay. And Cross… thanks.”
Crosshair simply nodded, waiting for the help.
Omega started picking up the felines one by one, placing them in a close by large doggy bed Crosshair kept on his room for Batcher. Even if the hound mostly slept in Crosshair’s bed whenever Batcher decided to sleep in Crosshair’s room.
“Sure.“
Crosshair finally made up from the bed, then helping Omega with the plethora of kitties.
“Why are they in my bed anyway?”
“Well you do seem to attract animals, Cross. Just like Batcher and the other critters around the island.”
“I do not.”
“Sure ya do. You’re just like me.” Omega noted and grinned.
Crosshair could not help but smile as well. He did like the critters just fine. Just like Omega.