[Week 31, day 5 | partly-accidental video ]
[The feed starts in a cacophony of horrible noise, between the shrill screech of an angry (and terrified) cat and the gloating burble of a familiar little green dragon. Claws scrabble against wood in a flurry of fur and scaled wings, and the Hitomi is knocked over as the cat goes tearing off through the house with the dragon hot on its heels, another yowl echoing through the air when the dragon nearly singes its fur.]
[The cat comes careening back into the frame, fur puffed up in panic, and crashes into the Hitomi again, this time killing the feed.]
[Matt scoops the kitten and the Hitomi up, not realizing at first that it starts broadcasting again when he does.]
MALCOLM! Let her be!
[This is a relatively common occurrence, Malcolm seemingly slow to realize that Peppermint, Pepper, Peppy, Minnie, or Minnie-Beast, depending on who’s talking, can give as good as she gets, despite not having wings.
But she doesn’t usually look scared. She usually looks more like she’s the one spoiling for a fight.]
...Elfangor?
[It takes Elfangor a moment to come back to his senses, and when he does, the first thing he does is hiss in Malcolm's direction, looking like there's nothing he'd rather do than take a swipe at him. But then he turns his attention to Matt, and gives the most pathetic of mewls.]
< ...It is not my fault that he seems so much larger from this perspective. I was. Ah. Caught off-guard? >
[He's still a bit rattled, so it comes out sounding uncertain. He mewls again and butts his head against Matt's chest.]
Wow, milking it for all it’s worth, huh?
[Elfangor’s so little in his borrowed kitten form, Matt can’t help but cuddle him against his chest. It’s one of the few times Matt would ever be able to pick him up.
Which reminds him of a certain way he owes his boyfriend, and also reminds him that they’ve tried catnip as a way to chill Pepper out.]
Here, this oughta cheer you up.
[He manages not to smirk as he sets Elfangor-kitty down and scatters some catnip by him.]
[Elfangor sniffs curiously at the bits of plant, recognizing the catnip that they'd used on Peppermint before. It seemed to have effects similar to that of cannabis, but that was just what he had gathered from observation.
Actually pawing at it himself, well. A lot can be said for first-hand experience, right?
He bats at it, rolling on top of it, uncertain as to when exactly he started purring.]
< Oh, hey... this is. > [He laughs, rolling on it more, flipping back and forth, almost as though trying to get to an itch on his back. He rolls his head from where he's flopped on the floor, peering up at Matt.] < This is fun! Ooh, everything feels weird. Matt! Rub my belly! >
[Is he high? Yes, he's high.]
[All right, Matt thinks, completely aware at this point that the Hitomi’s recording--would’ve turned it on if it weren’t. Now we’re even.]
[ooc: red's Matt, blue's Elfangor]