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[mogget_cat]

Aww, isn't it cute? Such an adorable little kitty puppet, lying masterless on the bar.

Yrael's just hoping to sleep through this most recent embarrassment.






Try to stick your hand up his butt and he will hurt you. Rules be damned.

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[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Huh. Random abandoned stuffed toy.

Or so Faith thinks.

Upon closer inspection, she realizes it's a puppet. Even better!

Of course she's going to try to use it.

That'll wake yrael up fairly effectively.

[mogget_cat]

"YREEEAAAOOO-poof."

The kitty puppet suddenly explodes into a huge cloud of.... polyester fluff.




It's like an eight foot-long pillar-shaped...tribble. It's fluffy and white, and soft.

And cursing a blue streak.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

....oh, dear.

Faith knows that voice.

".....Yrael?"

[mogget_cat]

It takes a while, but the curses from the tower of fluff eventually slow.

"Evening, Faith."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"....hi. Sorry. Oh god, I just tried to stick my hand.....oh god, I'm sorry!"

'Pls don't kill me,' says her expression.

[mogget_cat]

The polyester fluff doesn't move, just sits there, slumped against the bar.

"I won't hold it against you, Faith," it says, resigned.

It sucks, being a puppet. It sucks more, being a pillar of polyester fluff.

If she tries to use him to stuff pillows, he probably won't appreciate it.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith gets a piece of paper and a pen from the bar and writes something down, then strings the paper on a long piece of string - not at all like a collar - and holds it up for his inspection.

It's a sign, and it reads as follows:

I AM NOT A REAL PUPPET. KEEP YOUR HANDS TO YOURSELF IF YOU WANT TO KEEP THEM AT ALL.

[mogget_cat]

"A thoughtful gesture, I think, and it gets the idea across clearly. Thank you," says the nuclear fluff.

He's not moving. He doesn't think he can.

"Um..."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"You're welcome."

Faith eyes him for a second.

"....you can't change back, can you?"

[pig-transcends.livejournal.com]

Chao passes by the kitty puppet and grins, silently, to himself. He isn't going to disturb the poor kitty puppet's sleep; kitty puppet has enough problems.

"Bar?" he whispers. "Get Yrael a glass of milk when he wakes up, on me? Thank you."

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[mogget_cat]

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"So very kind, Chao," says the kitty puppet, tilting its head to look at the pigpuppet.

[pig-transcends.livejournal.com]

"No problem," laughs Chao. "I love the innocent look. You'll have the whole bar feeding you in no time."

[mogget_cat]

"Let us hope. Perhaps good food shall do something to salvage the day."

[pig-transcends.livejournal.com]

"I'm having a lovely day." Chao examines Yrael through his tiny button eyes. "And you should be too. With a face like that, you could probably conquer the universe."

[mogget_cat]

Yrael tilts his head. Cutely.

He can't help it.

"Do you think so?"

He might try it.

[pig-transcends.livejournal.com]

"You could get an army of puppet minions!" Chao adds hastily, "I'm not volunteering."

[mogget_cat]

"I'm instating the draft," he says, sounding as though he'd be smiling, if the puppet-form would let him.

[boundxkitty]

But how can a puppet hurt someone? They don't have claws...right?

Look! Liz is on her way over to the bar to order lunch. But the kitty puppet is just too interesting not to poke at.

And we mean that literally. Elizabeth pokes the side of the puppet curiously.

[mogget_cat]

Don't put it past him. He'll find a way.

"Hey-oh."

The puppet moves.

"Hello, Elizabeth." Someone sounds annoyed, if not with her.

[boundxkitty]

She pulls her hand away when it moves. And speaks!

And then she leans closer to it. "Yrael?"

Fingers run down his puppet back, because this is sooo odd. "How...Why?" She frowns, not even sure what to ask.

At least she didn't try to USE the puppet?

[mogget_cat]

Yrael has that to be thankful for, at least.

"Would you believe me if I said I have no idea?" The puppet leans into her hand. Very much like a puppet would if someone's hand were manipulating it, though Yrael doesn't know that. Best not to mention it.

[boundxkitty]

Best not to think to hard on it really. It's just...so odd.

So she'll pretend as hard as possible that it's not a puppet...because...yea.

"Considering where we are...yes." She gives an experimental scritch behind an ear. "How long have you been like this?"

[mogget_cat]

He presses his (plush, all artificial fibers) head against her hand, purring. "I woke up like this. I figured going back to sleep would make it pass quicker."

[boundxkitty]

She continues the scritching, being careful not to snag nails in the artificial fibers of his head. That probably would be a bad thing. "I'd suggest moving to the warmth of the fireplace, but...I don't know how well that'd go over in your current state..."

She glances around the bar, almost looking for others like him. "Are you the only one this has happened to?"

[mogget_cat]

"I would not want to find out."

"Others may have been affected, but I have not seen them around. I tried to go back to sleep as soon as I found myself like this."