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Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 14, 2009 20:36:12 GMT -5
Adrien did not wake up on Wednesday. In fact, he slept through all of Wednesday night, curled up in Adrian's bed, lock of shorter hair on his cheek, and was still a little gently-breathing ball when Adrian got up on Thursday morning. It was not until about 10:45 that he did indeed wake up, coughing very badly. He shuffled to the bathroom, and then washed his face, and went to get something to eat in the kitchen. But everything tasted badly, and he did not like it. He felt terrible and shuffled back into the bedroom to curl up again, feeling awfully unhappy and sorry for himself.
When he woke up again, it had been several hours. There was something hot blowing on his face.
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Post by Bubastis on Nov 14, 2009 20:38:09 GMT -5
Bubastis stared accusingly at the boy and blew on his face.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 14, 2009 20:40:27 GMT -5
Adrien blinked. "Bubastis," he pleaded, self-pityingly.
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Post by Bubastis on Nov 14, 2009 20:46:45 GMT -5
Bubastis leaned back on her haunches and put her paws up on the edge of the bed to lean closer to him an give him an even more impressive glare.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 14, 2009 20:48:24 GMT -5
He coughed. It wasn't forced, but it sounded pitiful. "But I'm sick," he said, still more pitifully.
He wasn't that good at reading cat's faces, but she was clearly mad at him. Maybe she slept here during the day?
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Post by Bubastis on Nov 14, 2009 20:55:46 GMT -5
Bubastis had technically been forbidden from the bed for years, following an unfortunate moment in 1973 where she managed to effectively bounce her human out of it by leaping onto it at a run. But Adrian wasn't here right now, and as far as she was concerned she had every right to bump her head against The Interloper's stomach to try to get him to make room for her.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 14, 2009 20:58:39 GMT -5
Adrien was knocked over. He rolled over hurtfully onto his side and curled up, pulling the blanket over his head.
"I'm tryin' to sleep..."
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Post by Bubastis on Nov 14, 2009 21:00:28 GMT -5
She grunted and pushed harder, climbing up on the bed as she did so in an effort to scoot him into a far corner.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 14, 2009 21:01:27 GMT -5
Adrien wanted to cry.
"What did I do?" he said, sitting up. "Do you want me to sleep on the couch?"
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Post by Bubastis on Nov 14, 2009 21:07:06 GMT -5
Bubastis gave him a warning growl and then plopped onto the bed where he'd been. The water in the mattress sloshed around wildly with the addition of two hundred and fifty pounds of massive purple cat.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 14, 2009 21:10:36 GMT -5
"Do you want me to go - go sleep on the couch?" he asked her pleadingly. "Well - well, okay - "
He gingerly stepped off and tugged at the blanket, but it was trapped underneath her. He shivered and pulled at it.
"Bubastis..."
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Post by Bubastis on Nov 14, 2009 21:14:28 GMT -5
She opened one eye, peered at him, and then settled down even more cozily.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 14, 2009 21:15:06 GMT -5
Adrien sat unhappily and uncomfortably on the edge of the bed, shivering some more, and started crying.
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Post by Bubastis on Nov 14, 2009 21:24:28 GMT -5
He was now making an odd noise. She didn't like it.
Bubastis opened her eyes and moved closer to him, only to realize as she did so that he was now giving off a very light, salty scent. Hmmm.
Her human made those kinds of noises and that same scent a long, long time ago- only once, when she was still shorter than Adrian's knees. She started piecing the memory together to figure out what had happened then. She'd been playing with the Carmela-girl when Adrian emerged from talking to the Carmela-girl's master (or at least that's what the one she called Daddy seemed to be), grabbed Bubastis in a huff, and left angrily while the Carmela-girl ran behind him asking if he'd be back. That night, Adrian had gone into his room by himself and then started making those same noises after a little while, and Bubastis had climbed into his lap to investigate. It turned out that his face was wet and he tasted good. Maybe The Interloper would too.
She set her head on his shoulder and licked his cheek.
Mmmm! Salt!
She began licking his face with great enthusiasm.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 14, 2009 21:26:26 GMT -5
Adrien blinked a few times and pulled back.
"Duh... does this mean we can shuh-share the blanket?" he asked dully.
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