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Kitty misses being a cat. Like, she REALLY misses being a cat. She misses the way she would curl up on her owner's lap, purring quietly as her knight stroked her fur, humming softly to himself while he sipped on his tea. It was quiet, it was warm, and her owner always laid out a yellow blanket on his lap for her to sit on, probably so that she wouldn't get fur on his pants. Though that's stupid because the fur gets on his pants anyway. But she never cared, she didn't even notice. She was too caught up in the comfort of her home. Sometimes at night she would curl up on his chest instead of at his feet. He never seemed to mind, he always welcomed her. Kitty always enjoyed warmth. her owner was always warm. So why was his body so cold when she last saw him? The thought made him shiver.
"Kitty? Are you okay?" It was Katie. Katie just spoke. Katie's here. His roommate, his best friend.
"Yes, I'm okays." He replies. Though he isn't so sure about that.
"You know you can talk to me kitty"
"yes, I know. I just.." how does he even explain this? "Ohh Katie I really miss being a cat and being small with fur and 4 legs instead of two and I really miss my knight and how comfortable it was when he would stroke my fur" Katie wouldn't understand! But at the same time, it's Katie. If anyone in both kingdoms would understand the most, it's her. And maybe Frouge though kitty doubts he had an owner who would pet him. He simply would understand in the sense that they both got turned into things they didnt want to be, instead of what they where born as. "Katie" kitty starts. Within a second Katie's full attention is on him "I miss my knight"
"your knight?" She questions, thinking before snapping her fingers "oh! I remember! The one you talk about sometimes! The one that raised you!" She says cheerfully before deflating "oh." There's a brief pause "oh, kitty" kitty looks at her, and she smiles, offering her hand "I'm not sure how to comfort you about this, but I can sit with you if you'd like" she suggests with a small smile. Kitty grabs her hand, and she leads them both to the couch, and they sit down, they chat idly for awhile, not the usual Smalltalk but Smalltalk all the same. "Do you wanna... Talk a bit more about your knight?" Katie suggests, and kitty lights up, if only a little bit.
"He was very warm," he starts. Katie nods to encourage him further "we lived a bit far from the kingdom, so he would hunt my food himself. Though sometimes he would take me with him, and let me catch my own prey. Which I always gave to him. After we went on our hunt he would cook the meat slightly. Well, more-so he would cook the edges and then slice the cooked bits off to give me the raw ones. I do not know why. I think it would have been the same either way, but it's okays" Katie squeezes his hand to encourage him further. And he swears he felt himself melt. "He was very warm, like the campfire in my tower! Only, the campfire doesn't..." He trails off, before continuing "every morning he would pour a cup of tea and would sit down next to the window, he would watch the birds outside with me, and he would run his fingers through my fur. I really liked that feeling. I wish.." he trails off again
"you wish to feel that again?" Katie questions. Kitty nods "I don't think I could replicate the feeling entirely. After all, you're not a cat anymore, but I could do something similar. What you described is cuddling, I assume you already know what it is and means, but humans do it to, probably not the same way you experienced it, but we can try it if you want?" Katie suggests, kitty looks at her, and slowly a smile spread across his face "okay"
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and so that's how they ended up here, laying on the couch, Kitty's head on Katie's lap as Katie runs her fingers through their hair. Kitty's hat has been carelessly discarded on the floor, Katie wonders how the things still in-tact. Kitty's eyes are closed as they bury their head deeper into Katie's lap. If they were still a cat, they'd be purring real loud. They lay there for awhile, the gentle scratching in their hair makes kitty shiver, not a bad kind of shiver though. The feeling is actually very pleasant! It's not too different to how they used to be pet as a cat, but their new anatomy really makes anything new feel different. Regardless, it's nice. It's nice to be cared for. It's nice to be loved. Before kitty realises it. They've fallen asleep in katies lap. Katie feels kitty go limp in her lap, and stops the stroking. Though she doesn't move. They stay like that until kitty wakes up