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“Shuuush, I was trying to make this a nice moment!” Izzy rolled his eyes, not actually irritated, but amused. “I do believe in the whole fate thing, and I believe in those spirits guiding people to their fates, so I’mma just believe the whole ‘some spirit out there brought you to me’ thing. I’m sure my starseed wasn’t calling out to no one, I was too busy trying to break into school and cause havoc, you know.”

Finally, Arthur was no longer a sopping, sad, wet mess, but a properly fluffy, if not entirely ridiculously poofy cat, that he was meant to be. All he was missing was maybe a little bow-tie, to tie into the cute-cat ness. Heck, if he presented Arthur to his mother like that, she would 99% be likely to let him keep him.

But Arthur wasn’t really a cat. What kinda cat had a mortgage! It was best to just keep him a secret.

“Alright, all done! Do you think the rain has stop yet?” With a flick of a switch, the blow drying was off, and wrapped back up to be stuffed under the sink once again. He’d explain the white hair in the brush later.

“Oh well. Worst case scenario, you can bunk with me tonight.” As gently as he had before, Izzy hoisted the cat up, under his arm, and went to the room directly across the hall. He was lucky his room was so convienetly placed, it made for a quick and easy escape!

“Yup, my room is all my own! The twins have their own room, so does my sister, and my mom and dad share theirs. Mine’s the smallest though.” And indeed it was small, no bigger than a closet, but with a window still, and a bed tucked up under it, it was still technically a bedroom.

Izzy didn't seem bothered by it at all, though, and placed Arthur on it.

“You know, if you go, you’re only going to get wet again anyway, since even thought it’s not gonna be raining, the ground will be wet. You sure you don’t wanna just hang out instead?”

“Mhm! It wasn’t like that so much when Anxo still lived her, but it’s all good now. We used to have a bunk bed in here, and it was even more cramped.” Izzy took a moment to take off his shoes finally and shoved them into a corner before flopping on his bed. He was careful not to accidentally squish Arthur, or to send him flying via bounce.

It’s was after days like today that made him grateful for his own little chunks of privacy he got now and then.

“Hmm? Because of you being an actual grown man? I mean, you’re still small like this, and I doubt you’re going to do anything weird. You got too much to lose to do something particularly evil, like eat my face in the middle of the night, I’m sure. ... But as a preventative thing, did you want a snack or something?” His eyes darted to the clock beside his bed, and he groaned, just a little bit. It was already past ten... There was still homework to do, and then a shower and then bed, and then going to school way early...

Why couldn’t today be Friday?

“I won’t be much fun though... I got school tomorrow.”

"I'm referencing those ol' stories where cats will eat a dead person's face if they are hungry enough. But I know you're not that kinda person. It was a joke, promise." Speaking of beds, Izzy went right to his closet and pulled out a big ol' comforter. He ran hot himself, so he never used it, but it would make a decent cat-bed right?

"School? Fun? Dude, no, it's the worse! And it's super boring. All day, you gotta listen to some old fart drone on about stuff I already know. But... I guess having a friend makes it a little better. Though he isn't in all of my classes." After plopping the blanket on to the floor, he fluffed it up absently, looking out the window while he did.

Still rain.. Who knew how long it would go on.

"Do Mauvians go to school?"

"I dunno! Like, it's like that party stuck in the snow forever and a half ago. You get locked in a place with no food, no water, only a body. Do you really think a normal-not super smart cat is going to think much about it? They're gonna think 'hey, look, meat' in order to survive. Humans do the same exact thing in desperate situations!" That was enough morbidness for now, and he cast a quick glance at the door behind them. They couldn't hear beyond his door, right?

Probably not. Nah, it was fine. He could always say it was just a video on his phone or something.

"Hmm.. Lucky them, being born so smart.. But it does make me think that maybe they did more apprenticeships than actual learning. Like Star Wars and Padawans! You know Star Wars, right? Magical space wizards with laser swords and can move things with their brain? If not, one day we'll watch it too. Who knows, maybe you'll get inspired by the whole made-up tech they did, and you can make something cool, like a flying saucer space ship or a laser gun that actually can hit a target." Now that everything was all good to go, to his young eyes anyway, he went to his dresser to pull out some PJs. It was about time to go shower.

"I got a great idea. Come to school with me tomorrow! You can see how boring it is and then never again say it's exciting. Oh, and you can meet my best friend too. It'll be great... And you can help me out with pranking a teacher who has been buggin' me since I started!"

“Dude, I didn’t think you’d be so behind on the times. One of these days you can come over and we can just have a movie marathon or something. But that’s a lot of movie, so we might want to spread it out over a few days.” Wasn’t each movie something along the lines of 2 hours long....? Izzy wasn’t sure his butt could handle 18 hours of movies a day, so he’d just.... Work that out some other time.

“I mean, they would mind, we aren’t supposed to bring strangers to school, but no one is going to really notice if you stay in the bag on the way there, then sneak out during the lesson. Hey, get off that pillow, that one’s mine!” Mid sentence, he went back to the closet and goes a different one he didn’t use, hurling it at the bed to make sure it landed somewhere nearby but not actually whapping Arthur with it.

“Now be good, and don’t make too much noise. I can promise you that you won’t want to be touched by those nasty little 6-year old hands of my siblings. And I’ll be right back.”

Now nice and refreshed and pretty cat-hair free, Izzy returned to the room, immediately frowning at the fact that the pillow was there on the ground.

"Hey, you know I put that there for a reason. But.. Whatever." Rather than fight over it and make more noise, he simply kicked the neglected pillow off to the side, out of the way so he didn't trip on it in the morning, then hopped into bed. Arthur wasn't taking up the whole pillow anymore, so... Eh, good enough.

In a moment of quiet, he noticed the purr, and the somewhat scowl he wore couldn't help but melt into more of a smile. Cats were cute after all. Even if they were cats that wanted to be human more than anything else. Now snuggled inside of his own blankets, Izzy reached up to give Arthur's head a little pet. Nothing wrong with being a wee bit nice.

"I hope you don't toss and turn in your sleep. The last thing I want is a furry foot in my mouth."

“I can’t make any promises. I’m a rowdy young man and flail all over. You verbally agreed to a waiver that I’m not responsible for any broken bone.” He joked before putting his hands under his pillow, laying on his stomach.

“G’night Arthur. Tomorrow, School!”