[PRP] The Great Minipet Jailbreak (Melvin/Jerry/Rep)

[Baneful]

Rep let out a long suffering sigh, it was always him who ended up in these situations. Whatever, he'd deal with it and just hope that not a word got spoken regarding it ever again. He stooped to pick Jerry up, holding him to his chest the same way as Melvin, petting each of them with the hand opposite.

"Fine. Back to the room it is. I'll drop you off then I'll go get a spare tank in case you both like. Melt. At least in the room no one will try and ******** like, make you into food or try to chop you up into wee bits. And I swear to god Jerry, you jump on my face again and I will throw you so ******** far."

Provided there were no more protests to this idea, he got them out of the way of the labs for the time being and brought them back to room 239. The room itself was impeccably tidy, a surprise to anyone who knew Rep lived there, most of the giveaways were in the fur rugs and chairs.

"Ace, Jordan, you home?" he called out, just in case.

 

[prolixity]

"Back already?" a voice called from the bathroom; a moment later, Jordan emerged, wearing a pair of sweatpants and tying still-damp hair back into a ponytail, obviously just out of the shower. "How's the wee beastie doing - hey, what," and he stopped to look curiously at the minis in Rep's arms. "New ones?"  

[Toshihiko Two]

Harrison was at the desk highlighting an ancient scouting manual on Wilderness First Aid from Sunny. There were lots of pictures, and everything was broken up in small, readable chunks. Almost all the advice was the same, ultimately. If somebody was impaled through an eyeball, or stomach, or broke a limb, you fasten them down until real help arrived.

Pulling it out or rearranging them just made the damage worse.

There were notes for moving somebody, if you had to. Circumstances like they are next to a flooding stream were used as dire examples. Same deal. Use trees, sticks, whatever you had, immobilize them, and once they were secure and in a stretcher, move it.

He'd been concentrating so hard, he barely noticed the door opened.  

[Bilious]

The tentacled cat in Rep's arms raised a wriggling limb in an awkward wave, accompanied by a depressed sort of mew.

Great. This was just fabulous. At least they wouldn't allow anyone to experiment on them while they were stuck like this.  

[MoonKitsune]

While three guys sharing the same room would lead Melvin to think that it would look rather messy and make him question the state of the sheets, he was surprised how immaculate the place was, second to to Melvin's room of course, and how organized everything seemed to be. Everything clearly had it's place, was dusted often if not every day, and even the floor was pristine. THIS was an appropriate safe haven while this minipet business got sorted out.

When Jordan came from out of the shower, Melvin just paused and stared a moment.

*Ahem* "It's all rather...clean here, isn't it?" Melvin said, trying to make conversation with Jerry, still looking at Jordan. The smell of Mane and Tail coming with the fresh steam from the open bathroom door was strong, which certainly didn't improve things any.  

[Baneful]

Rep didn't know whether to look delighted to see Jordan just out of the shower, which was his first instinct, or guilty that he'd brought a set of not-really-minipet-people into the room, which was his second. Harrison was in too, he noted, but engrossed in reading something or other, at least for the time being.

He nodded and couldn't help the long suffering expression the question about his slightly different than usual minipets cargo elicited. "Aye. You could say new I guess. They might need to stay here for a few hours or something."

He didn't immediately say it was Jerry and Melvin because he had not the foggiest ******** idea how to broach the subject. Hey don't do anything embarassing, these are hunters, hey I brought some friends around ho ho ho, hey guess what its like a party but its not because half of us are minipets! He just couldn't begin to deal with it. Jerry and Melvin got ditched on the bed because it was one of the few places he could drop them and not worry about them falling, giving them both absent and instinctual headpats before turning to head to the coffee machine to make himself some hot chocolate.

This accomplished, he felt a bit better.

 

[prolixity]

"A few hours? You gonna go grab a tank, then?" Jordan draped the towel around his shoulders and went to administer scritches behind the minis' ears. As he did so, his eyes went to Harrison, who was still totally absorbed in his study material, and his smile quirked evilly.

He leaned over to scoop the tentacled mini up, saying softly, "Hi, little guy, mind helping me with a joke real quick?" His mind was on the intended prank, and thus he missed seeing the whistle. He padded silently across the room with an armful of tentacle cat ...

... and deposited the mini onto Harrison's shoulders, grinning.  

[Toshihiko Two]

Harrison was pretty absorbed in the eye injuries section, and so when a collection of eight cold, slippery, slightly fuzzy somethings were deposited on his shoulders...

There was a sudden, loud barrage of half-sensical cursing as the chair tipped backwards. Harrison barely caught the desk. "Ah! Ah, holy ********, What the ********," he reached backwards to pull it off, and what he felt... "<********>?"

He finally got it off, and onto the desk, a sweet, too-red catface buried in a monstrous body. He pushed away from the desk, out of the chair in a flash and scrambling backwards into a corner of the room. He looked slowly at Jordan and Rep.

Their expressions were not ones of abject horror.

"You..."

Harrison wadded up a piece of paper and threw it at Jordan.

"Son of a b***h, what is this even doing in here. You are an absolute s**t."

Ah, l'amor.  

[Bilious]

At first Jerry was relieved that Rep had saved them the embarrassment of a 'proper' introduction, and felt a bit safer in Jordan's arms. His body responded with a purr as he was scratched before he even knew what he was doing, but that moment of apparent safety was lost as he was suddenly dumped on a screaming, flailing Harrison. Terrified, he latched on with a frantic yowl, suckers clinging to skin in a mad attempt to not be *thrown across the room*. He might have had less bones than a proper cat, but he still wasn't sure what being smashed against a wall would do.

Finally, he was pulled free, and only tossed onto the desk, his tentacles wrapping around himself with a terrified expression. "Mrow!"  

[MoonKitsune]

Fortunately for Melvin, he was cute and Jerry was just somewhat horrifying if not curious in form from a scientific standpoint, and thus freed from any prank making. Standing on the bed, he took a moment to look at the bedspread and hoped that it was kept as immaculate as the room was considering 3 guys slept on it (and did whatever else). Stepping to the end, he watched as Jerry was snatched and then dumped on Harrison, someone Melvin only knew from his quick meeting back during the Haunted House. Once again Jerry was latched to a face before being thrown off, and Melvin was left laughing in little chirps before his eyes went wide at something that fell on the floor.

Harrison had thrown a paper ball. Moving to the end, he slide down the covers and fluttered, landing with an ungraceful THUNK, before he got up and went after the ball.

This ball was his, and he was now biting it as he then carried it in his mouth to find a safe spot he wouldn't be stepped on.  

[Baneful]

Rep had to bite his tongue pretty hard to stop himself laughing as Jordan scooped up the octopussy, entirely unaware that it was Jerry and plunked it on Harrison.

What followed though there was no option but to laugh at, and laugh he did, almost choking on his drink, actually having to put the mug down just to catch his breath at Harrison's abject indignation.

"Hahahahah. That's Jerry." he managed to get out between bouts of cackling. He wiggled his fingers at Harrison "Look out Ace. ADORABLE OCTOPUS."

"The other little guy's Melvin." Who he watched picking up the ball of paper to run off with it in the most lovable fashion. "Who, by the way, I hope ******** stays like that forever."

There was just entirely too much adorable in this room.

 

[prolixity]

Jordan dodged the paper ball, giggling madly. "Your face," he managed.

At the revelation that the odd minipet was Jerry, though, it was his turn to look comically shocked and dismayed. He moved over to take a closer look, and this time he did spot the whistle. "Whoops," he said, his expression wavering between amused and apologetic. "Sorry, dude. You okay?"

The knowledge that the minis were temporarily transformed hunters sparked another belated realization, and he stepped carefully over the Melvin-mini to get to the dresser. "Uh, scuse me," he said, and hastily pulled a t-shirt on.  

[Bilious]

Jerry responded with an indignant snort, a growl, an crouched lower with his tentacles wrapped tightly around him as he licked a shoulder in feline indifference- a clear indicator he had not appreciated the joke.

At least Harrison hadn't tried to stab him or something. An ear twitched at the sound of moving paper.

He wasn't really a cat... puss... thing. He kept reminding himself that, and the near constant rumble of laughter from Roar was also a good reminder, but even so... he couldn't keep his eyes off of the paper in Melvin's possession.

He crouched down, eyes dilated, tail-tentacle twitching behind him with an anxious whine. It was... entrancing. Maybe it was something about cat-eyes, every movement was of interest, every crinkle a begging signal to attack.  

[MoonKitsune]

Melvin looked up when his name was mentioned and flicked his puffy, lion-like tail. He let a muffled Nuru at them before stepping aside when Jordan moved over to grab something to wear. Taking his paper, he went to find some place to sit and found that exactly under the chair that Harrison had been sitting, now a few feet knocked back from the desk.

Laying, he set his paws on the paper and tried to flatten it out, thinking that maybe he could use the paper to write something to them and thus have a better way to communication. His small paws worked to press the paper wad down, but all it was doing was moving about. This was a rather hard task, and he worked on biting a corner of the paper to maybe peel it open.  

[Baneful]

Rep's look of abject dissapointment as Jordan went to put on a shirt was the only thing that temporarily distracted him from Melvin's antics. "Aw but they are like stark bollock naked." he protested feebly, gesturing at Jerry. Augh, he wished he hadn't even gone down that train of thought, if it was like the penguins again he was going to need therapy.

He made his way over to where Melvin was hiding under the chair, kneeling down to get a better look.

"What are you up to?" he asked, even aware he couldn't answer.