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Cats. Lot's of them. Oh Jack that was a lot of cats. Mot had expected maybe three or four. Five at most!
WHY ARE THERE SO MANY CATS?!

Mot was horrified.

Mot yelped at the landslide of felines, tensing, holding still as some of the bolder ones crawled up his body. Silently he prayed none would be as bold as Mitsu's cat. He liked his balls where they were, thank you.
"Riyoooooo, why are there so many cats?!" Mot asked with a nervous and uneven tone.

There were no words.



Actually, if it weren't so creepy, it would be amazingly impressive. How did Riyo train her cats to do this?! It was amazing! Scary. Unnerving. But amazing. "Aha... I am stunned." Mot managed to bring himself to say. He almost wanted to dance too. Almost.

She really needed sleep though. How was he to help her with it when he couldn't sleep either? He heard the screeching of the tea kettle then, getting louder and louder. That was a fire hazard waiting to happen! Mot scurried his way around a conga line of cats. At one point he slipped, sliding into the kitchen.
Well, oh well. he was there now.
The reaper scrambled to his feet searching frantically for a cloth of some kind before taking the kettle away from it's heat source. "Uh, t-the kettle is boiled!"

Helpful cat was helpful. He nodded in understanding, shaking his head at himself and taking the ridiculously cute accessory to hold the kettle with. Everything.. everything had cats.
Mot raised a brow at the dreamy Riyo that slid in, watching her from the corner of his eye as he prepares the tea. So now she was leaving him in charge of hosting himself? Sigh. Oh well. Maybe this was helping her in a small way. She almost looked like she was already asleep, the way she talked with ehr eyes closed.

Wait, was she asleep?

The talk of eating mice was passed off as nonsense. He looked down at the two cups of tea he'd made, then back to the ghoul. "Um.. what time?" If she kept talking, he'd listen. If not? He'd have to find a way to get her into a proper bed so she could sleep.

Well then. Riyo was asleep. However, she was sleeping in a place she really ought not to be. That couldn't be healthy for her back. Mot chuckled lightly, ruffling his hair and taking in the comical sight before him. However he couldn't stare forever. Felix had given a big hint that he wanted his master put to bed. The attempts the little hazcat made to do so on his own were commendable and also adorable.

Being the gentlemen Mot was, he started to wheel Riyo towards her bedroom, mostly sliding his feet on the floor. He tried is best not to slip. Now, he wasn't thrilled about entering Riyo's bedroom, mostly because he didn't have permission, but he certainly was not leaving her on a chair or couch.
He opened the door, then stood back and looked Riyo over. She was tall, almost as tall as himself. However she was also slender. Perhaps he could carry her.

Deciding that to be the best coarse of action, Mot scooped up the bakaneko Princess Style. It was a good thing he wasn't carrying her too far. Slender or not, Mot was probably one of the weakest male reapers in Amnity.
Luck was on his side, and he managed to carry the ghoul to bed, laying her down as gently as he could. He feared what retaliation he would get if the feline awoke to see his ugly mug.

Her room was amazing, now that he had a chance to gawk. The feline hadn't been kidding when she ranted about her riches. The last time he'd ever seen such lavishness... was probably at Lizzy's. Demons and their riches. Sigh. Mot would have left, however, he'd not gotten a chance to even touch his tea yet. 8(

That wouldn't do.

The reaper left the room when Felix hopped on the bed, only to return a short time later with the two cups of tea. He placed Riyo's on a night table (with a coaster he found, since it was apparent the feline was a neat freak), and sat himself on the rolling chair.
Mot hadn't been planning to watch her sleep. He'd actually been staring out the window sipping his tea when Riyo began to twitch. He turned his head, regarding the demoness with concern. She was having nightmares too. She'd said so herself, and honestly he was surprised if anyone came out of the trip without any.

Mot didn't want to pry, but he knew what it was like to wake from a nightmare, to only be met with a dark and empty room for comfort. Sure, Riyo had her... dozens of cats, but...

Mot shifted a little closer, carefully eyeing the ghoul and sipping his tea. If it looked like her dream was becoming too intense, he would wake her.

Mot was mid sip when Riyo lunged up, her scream slicing through his calm as sharp and as deadly as a blade. Mot choked, coughing on his drink, and setting the tea cup down. He looked up to see the demoness looking terrified. Had she had a nightmare? That was the only explanation.

"Riyo.. are you alright?" Mot asked with concern, shifting his chair forward more. "What's wrong?"

"Sounds like a nightmare." Mot pointed out, taking his tea again now that we wasn't choking on it. "I'd be happy if I were you. It'd be nice if I didn't remember what the nightmare was." Then he could at least pretend going to sleep would help. That is, if he could sleep.
Still, he understood what she meant. This was not rest. It was torture. "I'm sorry you can't sleep well." He really meant it.

Mot looked up from his tea to regard the feline. Why, she asks? "I wasn't done my tea." He answered straight faced at first, smiling and shaking his head. "I was also worried. You'd mentioned you were having trouble resting and I wanted to be sure you were alright."