MHA #6, Tuesday Morning

[firstofitskind]

At some point during the night, Liam had gone from small and furry and curled up on one corner of the bed (and yet still somehow taking up half of the space), to human-sized and no longer furry and curled around Verity.

Being a cat had been... interesting. But it was nice to be back in his own skin.

He figured since breakfast had been so rudely interrupted last time, he ought to give it another try. So once again there were pastries, and coffee being made, and Liam was sitting at the kitchen table as his own cup of tea steeped.

[ooc: for the giiiiirlfriend.]

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[arboreal_priestess]

Eventually, despite her desire for the contrary, Verity had to get up. It was terrible and she really didn't appreciate it, yawning while shoving her feet in her slippers and strapping on a small brace of knives. She knew something was weird in her apartment, but it wasn't something that was sending off her 'bad! wrong!' signals, so she wasn't really concerned with figuring out what it was.

"Mornin', mice," she mumbled, shuffling into the kitchen and heading directly for the cupboard. "Mornin', Liam." She got all the way through popping open the can on tuna before her brain tapped her on the shoulder and pointed out that she'd missed a crucial detail.

"Liam?!"

[firstofitskind]

"In the flesh." The correctly-shaped kind, even. "... I already took care of breakfast," he added, eyeing that can of tuna. Fish had been fine while cat-shaped, but he'd be off the stuff for a while now that he was back to himself.

[arboreal_priestess]

That was fine. The mice would eat it. Besides, Verity wasn't huge on getting a tuna-flavored kiss from Liam anyway and if you thought she was doing anything other than pouncing on him for that kiss, you were dead wrong. "You're you! You're a person again!"

The mice were gonna be so disappointed. Even with unexpected tuna.

[firstofitskind]

"I've always been a person," Liam protested, laughing in to that kiss as he gladly let himself be pounced. "I just spent a week or so stuck as a person who happened to be in the shape of a cat." A very large cat, but a cat all the same.

[arboreal_priestess]

"It is too early to be arguing semantics," Verity declared, wrapping her arms around him. Look, Liam. You were getting snuggles before coffee. That was some--fondness right there. Yes. Fondness. "You have thumbs and can talk again. Better?"

[firstofitskind]

Totally just fondness. Sure.

"Better," Liam agreed, with a serious look that lasted all of two seconds. And then those hands with the aforementioned thumbs were cupping Verity's face and bringing her closer for another kiss because god, he'd missed this.

[arboreal_priestess]

Hush your cute face Liam. That was Verity's story and she was sticking to it, especially for herself. Also, there was a post for that

YES. While cat-shaped Liam had been perfectly nice to cuddle with in the evenings, she'd missed this, lips and hands and arms and--had she complimented him on his chest ever? Because it was a really great chest. She appreciated being held against it just like this.

"You should have woken me up," she chided, when they broke to breathe. "I would have woken up for this."

...Probably.

[firstofitskind]

"I dunno, you're not really what I'd call a 'morning person'," Liam teased. "Plus, I wanted to try surprising you with breakfast again, since last time didn't go exactly as planned."

[arboreal_priestess]

"I mean, I was very surprised," Verity told him. "And I did end up having breakfast?"

You know. After staring at him, dumbfounded, for several minutes.

[firstofitskind]

"That's true," Liam had to concede. "But this surprise is better, I'd hope." What with the thumbs and all.

[arboreal_priestess]

Currently, Verity was very fond of the lips. And also the chest. Thumbs might come along later, like when she was having her coffee and could appreciate the abstract. "Much better," she assured him. "If for no other reason than the mice will be less likely to stage a group number around you, complete with soda cracker choreography."

[firstofitskind]

"Aww," Liam pouted at her. "But that was actually pretty fun, you know."

[arboreal_priestess]

"Why were they doing that, though?" Verity asked.

[firstofitskind]

Liam suddenly found the floor extremely interesting, cheeks turning bright red- mostly. There was a faint tinge of blueish energy for just a fraction of a second.

"I, uh..." he mumbled something under his breath.

[arboreal_priestess]

Okay, this was bound to be interesting.

"Yessssssssssssssss?" she asked, propping her chin in her hands and watching him. Like a hawk.

[firstofitskind]

Liam coughed.

"... I caught a bug."

It had involved a very impressive leap off the couch, okay.

[arboreal_priestess]

"...I'm sorry what?"

She hadn't been expecting that, no.

[firstofitskind]

What had she been expecting?

"There was a bug. Very loud, very annoying. Flying around the apartment." Liam explained. "I caught it." And then some of the mice had eaten it, of course, because while Liam may have been cat-shaped, he wasn't going to eat a bug, thank you.

[arboreal_priestess]

She didn't even know. But she'd killed plenty of bugs and no one had ever down a showstopper for her.

"So, they celebrated your introduction to murder. This sounds very normal," Verity said, lips twitching.

[firstofitskind]

"Hey, they're your family's mice," Liam pointed out. "You should know from normal when it comes to what they get up to."

[arboreal_priestess]

To be fair, they were pretty bloodthirsty for mice, too.

"I'm sure there will be new regalia now for me to admire, so thank you for that, Liam," Verity sighed, trying to sound put out.

She was far too amused to really make that work.

[firstofitskind]

"I'm the worst," Liam agreed cheerfully, leaning over to give Verity a quick peck on the cheek. "But you like me anyway."

[arboreal_priestess]

"Normally, I'd try to deny it," Verity said, heaving a heavy sigh. "But there's canned tuna and catnip tea in my house now, so you may have a point."

[firstofitskind]

"It happens sometimes," Liam said. "But seriously though, thanks for... looking after me, I guess." Sure, he probably could have taken care of himself just fine, but knowing Verity had his back even when something as strange as turning in to a cat happened was... well.

It was nice.

[arboreal_priestess]

"Well, of course," Verity said, sliding into his lap and smiling down at him. She ran her hand through his hair. "I wasn't just gonna let you wander around. You're too pretty, someone would have catnapped you in a heartbeat."