Room 422, Saturday Morning

[notthehulk]

When Teddy woke up today, he was absolutely thrilled to find not one kitty to play with. But two. And the big one was able to play and--and--He could carry him around without the kitty making angry noises!

"Chad! Chaaaaaad! Lookit!" He held Galliano up, arms under the cats front legs and the hind ones dangling on the floor.

[[For that guyfriend

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[senor_chado]

Chad grunted a little, feeling the usual need to cling to sleep, but then he realized a very notable change in the voice talking to him, and he reluctantly cracked open an eye.

And grunted again. Huh. Teddy was all...little again. And cute. And torturing the cat.

"Put the cat down, Teddy," he said, only realizing after it came out of his mouth that Galliano probably liked it.

[notthehulk]

He wasn't torturing a cat! Galliano purred and stuff!

Teddy stared up at him, still offering the cat. "But he likes it!"

Galliano just purred in response, staying limp and happy as someone was dragging him about like they really should.

[senor_chado]

Chad looked a moment at Teddy, and then looked at Galliano, feeling a great deal of concern over the content look on the fuzzball's face, and then went to find where Prince Oscar Pedro, who had very smartly found a high perch away from the wee tiny Teddy.

"Just..." he said, starting to push himself up and rubbing his head a little, "be careful, okay?"

[notthehulk]

"I will! Promise!" Teddy said, beaming up at him. "Can we play with the kitties now?"