soft kitty, warm kitty, little ball of fur

[pessimiste]

the itty bitty robot kitty e/r thread

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derps all over

[worldabouttodawn]

[Enjolras was suppose to be working on his report. He was suppose to be studying for his midterms. He was suppose to be working on a speech for their next rally. He's supposed to be doing several things...

But every time he's settled down to work Robot has come tumbling into his leg, which the kitten has proceeded to climb up. He's got more scratches on his legs then he'd care to think about.

This is the fifth time in the past ten minutes that he's had to pick the squirming kitten up and place hi- her out in the living room. It's safe to say he's reached his limit, and probably sounds a bit over stressed when he calls Grantaire.]

You need to come and distract this creature.

derps back at you

[pessimiste]

[ R slides his finger to answer the call is greeted with Enjolras' usual warm, welcoming tone. He rolls his eyes and changes the direction he's walking automatically. ]

She has a name, y'know. And what is so much more important than Robot right now?

LOOK WHAT I FINALLY GOT TO TAG TOO

[weneedasign]

[He's the best at greetings, what are you talking about.]

Robot is a ridiculous name for a cat, we've been over that.

[He gives an exasperated sigh, and on the other end R could probably hear said kitten mewing for her other daddy.]

I have work to do and she keeps demanding attention in the most painful of ways.

[There's a brief pause.]

We need to get her a scratching post, by the way. When is your next day off?

/ouo/

[habitually]

Yeah but your leg is so much cheaper...

[ Snorting as he continues walking. ] Uh, 'm off tomorrow. Good thing too, today sucked, but what else is new. Also Robot is staying; she knows her name. No turning back now.

[ You can probably hear that shit-eating grin through the phone. ]

\owo\

[weneedasign]

Next time she can use your leg then.

[He rolls his eyes, reaching down to finally scoop the kitten up.]

Did something happen? Or is it just your normal, cynical way of looking at things that made it a bad day?

[habitually]

She has; I'm just not a giant baby like you.

[ Definitely sounding too cheerful about it. His voice turns into an echo as he reaches a stairwell. Sighing into the phone as his feet make dull thumps up the steps. ]

I dunno, remaking some douche-suit's coffee three times without a thanks or a tip was a decent contributor. Hope a bird shits on his Audi.

....Alsooo-- can you wash my apron for me?