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[k2so]

Does anybody know how to stop your roommate from fighting your cat for the bed?

Alternatively, does anybody know how to convince a cat not to claw out your roommate's eyes?

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[k2so]

[There's some angry yowling coming from the bedroom and Kay can only imagine that it's Fest's answer to 'doesn't need a bed']

I think she disagrees.

[Looks like so. Fest never tried to sit on Kay's face, she favour his midsection.]

Can't you just share? The bed is wide enough.

[captain_by_the_book]

I would be willing, she's the one who won't accept a truce!

[There's some more growling noises.]

Hey, Kay, are you sure your cat isn't an Imperial?

[k2so]

She wants to cuddle with you, it's because you are warm.

[Yes Kay, that sure is all Fest wants.]

I'm pretty sure they don't accept anybody who can't hold a blaster.

[captain_by_the_book]

She doesn't want to cuddle with me! She's trying to dismember me here!

And the kriffing cat doesn't need a blaster, it's got... - OUCH! - claws!

[k2so]

Fine, I am coming over and saving you from the pin-sized menace.

[And there he goes, walking into the bedroom and almost fearing what he will see.]

[captain_by_the_book]

[He comes in to the sight of Cassian in the rumpled bed, hair a mess, with tiny little scratches on his arms and chest, and currently wrestling a fiercely wriggling cat.

Man and cat freeze, caught.]

Hello?

[k2so]

[Kay has to fight the urge to tap his feet but it's very tempting. Fest lets out a small 'mew' as if noticing his annoyance.]

Are you two done behaving like children? [Kay reaches out to grab the kitty and cradle her to his chest, ignoring her small mewling of protest.]

Someone suggested getting her a cat tower to scratch and her own bed in a box for her to rest. I'll do that tomorrow in the morning but for today, you stay in the bed and she can sleep on the couch.

[And he clearly doesn't want to hear any complains about his decision.]

[captain_by_the_book]

[Siiigh.

The nonsense he is forced to put up with... But at least Kay has taken the cat.]

Getting her a place of her own will hopefully bribe her into leaving me in peace. This is a difficulty I didn't expect when I moved in.

And... it's very generous of you that I get to use the bed. [Sarcasm, Kay. Sarcasm.]

[k2so]

[You turned him into the Mom Friend, Cassian. It's your own fault.]

That, or you could also try to bond and be nicer to each other. You too miss...[Kay looks down at the cat and scratches her between the ears.]

I know. You should be the one using the couch. [Your sarcasm is lost on him, Cassian.]

[captain_by_the_book]

[Glare.]

Of course. Because the cat has much better use for a human bed.

[He sighs, and crawls back under the covers.] I'm just going to go back to sleep now, Kay. In this bed. If you want me on the couch you'll have to carry me.

[Can you sleep strike? Because this calls for a sleep strike.]

[k2so]

[Kay doesn't bother responding to the glare or the childish complain. Fest does, however, hissing softly.]

I'm going back to the living room but I suggest you to look the door, the cat manages to figure out door handles.

[And he will leave Cassian to rest, petting the kitty to try and soothe her again.]