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"Did they open a daycare in here when I wasn't looking?"

Shawn takes a seat at the bar, idly picking up some legos and snapping them together. He's remembering the time he and Gus made Lego lightsabers (an ill-concieved idea, he has to admit) when a viewscreen pops up.

"... Huh. That is awesome"

After checking out the offered reconfigurations, he makes his selection.

A chubby ginger kitten appears in his place, looking rather pleased with itself.

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Juliet's had a long, long day. Carlton's been a gigantic pain in the butt about getting the paperwork filed on their latest case, and the drama with her dad and Shawn trying to get them together has set her teeth on edge.

She doesn't look down before attempting to sit on the stool teeny kitten!Shawn is occupying.

The kitten leaps out of the way with an indignant yowl, only to trail off into a "prrrt?" when he sees who he's meowing at.

Say hello to your boyfriend, Juliet.

And Juliet nearly has a heart attack. Being so wrapped up in her work's prevented her from taking a good look around ~~the academy would be ashamed of her~~, and now that she notices. "OH! I'm so sorry!"

That's when Bar presents her with her own screen. She rejects the options without considering them, even though being an Eagle for her birthday sounds surprisingly appealing. Then she notices the bazillion Legos and it all sinks in.

"Milliways," she growls, slapping a palm against her face.

She turns her head to peer at the curious-looking kitten she nearly squashed. Hello boyfriend-who-is-now-a-cat. You look oddly familiar as she clicks her tongue. "C'mere! I won't hurt you."

The kitten noses her hand, purring loudly as he stretches out on the bar in front of her.

He's acting awfully friendly for having almost been sat on.

Yes, he is. Which would be odd, but she knows from experience that cats can be unusual creatures. "Awwww...." she starts petting his belly. "Who do you belong to?"

... if he could speak human at the moment, this is where a cheesy innuendo would be.

Instead, he hops down into her lap, still purring up a storm.

And it's the combination of his expression and the way he cuddles up to her that starts tipping Juliet off to the true identity of her lapspace smuggler.

One peer into his eyes and it's confirmed for her.

"...Shawn?"

Right in one! He gives her a little "Mrrp!" of confirmation.

He always knew she was brilliant.

And it's time to facepalm again. "Why am I not surprised you picked 'kitten' instead of 'Tom Cruise'?"

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Ginger Kitten meet a ginger witch.

"Hello there."

She gets a friendly chirp of a meow by way of return greeting.

"How are you kitty."

She holds her hand out to him.

Fine, thanks for asking! He sniffs her hand (heightened feline senses are weeeird, man) before nosing up against in in typical friendly feline fashion

She then scratches the back of his neck and behind his ears.

"Do you need some food little guy?"

He meows an affirmative. Food would definitely be nice.

But put it on my tab, okay? he whispers to the bar.

She smiles ordering cream and tuna for him, petting his back gently scratching a bit.

"Well, now."

The excitement is long since over for the night; Kate's been off bartending duties for a little while now, and everything's been cleaned up and put back as it was. His (shorter than usual) blonde hair is dripping onto his shoulders a bit from a late-night swim, clothes hugging him in a way that might suggest he didn't bother bringing a towel along with him.

He picks up his hat and runs a hand through his hair, sliding onto the stool next to the kitten.

"Howdy, partner."

Oooh, cowboy. Perched a bit precariously on the stool, he hops up on the bar to get a better look.

Hi!

He rests his elbows on the Bar, leaning back so his focus is turned to the room. The kitty gets a broad grin, but no signs Kate can hear his feline salutations.

Luckily, he happens to own a couple of cats.

"Curious li'l fella, ain't you? I'm reckonin' this is a Cubefall transformation?"

He gives her (him?) a chirpy purr of assent.

You waaaant to pet the kitty. The kitty is fluuuuuffy.

Even if the words don't come through, the message should be fairly clear.

Kate's not immune to the wiles of the animal kingdom. He can take a hint easy enough without the bedroom eyes.

"Seems a lotta cats are roamin' the bar tonight."

His nails are a touch shorter than usual, so he might not hit that spot behind Shawn's ear quite as well as if he were in his normal body, but he makes a valiant effort. Quickly assessing the gender of the young feline, he arches his eyebrows in mock solemnity.

"Y'best be on your best behavior 'round the womenfolk."

He gets Shawn's best wide-eyed look.

He's but a wee, innocent baby kitten ~~officer~~.

"Mmhmm."

He rubs under the innocent kitten's chin.

"It's all pullin' braids an' slippin' frogs down their blouses 'til you're sneakin' kisses behind a barn."

He's sure he has no idea what that's like.

No, really.

The chin scratches are received with appreciative purrs, however.

"I hope this don't make things weird 'tween us when you're back to rights."

He smiles wryly, ruffling the kitten's ears.

"Then again, I'd have no way of knowin' who y'was. Guess y'can't tell me your name."