xp_logs | Late night in Morocco, Monet and Catseye

OOC: Backdated a couple of days because I forgot to post it.

Monet woke to a face full of cat hair. Sitting up slightly, she rubbed at her face with one hand, clearing the layer of cat hair off the side of her face and poked Catseye gently with her other hand. "Honey? Wake up."

"Mrrrrrrrrt!" Catseye extolled grumpily. She was curled up in a ball on Monet's pillow, and now she moved a paw over her face to indicate that she didn't appreciate being woken up. It was hours before dawn still!

"Honey, you're shedding and I'm breathing in hair. Shift into girlform or move or something, so I don't choke?" Monet lay back down again and closed her eyes.

Confused, the cat let out another "mrrt?" and sat up. She used her tail to make sure her collar was on before crawling off the pillow and onto the bed proper, then shifti ng. She didn't want to start the whole 'naked girl' panic with Monet, having been through it far too many times before. "BigHairGirl won't mind if Catseye naps in girlform with BigHairGirl?" she asked, tentatively, worried Monet would change her mind.

"Will I choke and die on your hair if you're not being a cat? I'll mind if that happens." She kept her eyes closed, mumbling into the pillow. "'sides, you got clothes on."

Well, this was a little strange. Catseye had never really napped with someone in girlform before, except on the rare occasion when someone was sick or injured, but when that happened she usually didn't have a thought to spare about which form she was in. Still a little unsure, she settled down on the bed, stretched out on her side, facing away from Monet. She didn't normally sleep in girlform and noticed that it was colder than sleeping in catform. Restlessly she flopped over onto her other side, facing Monet this time, and tucked her legs up against her chest in an attempt to warm herself against the chill of the air conditioning in the hotel room. Maybe she could get under the blanket? Wriggling until she found the edge of the blanket and had pulled it out from underneath her, the catgirl pulled it over herself, fidgeting a little.

"Mah." Monet sighed as Catseye wriggled around. Once the girl had settled under the blanket, she wrapped an arm around her waist and curled up against her, legs nestled behind Cats'. "You good?"

"Catseye is sorry," the purple-haired girl replied sheepishly, "Catseye is not used to napping in girlform." She relaxed a little, snuggling back against Monet. "When Catseye is a girl she is not allowed to nap with her friends because her friends think girlform is very different from catform and think girlform will do NotSleepingBedGames."

"Fair enough. Don't do girl form if it's gonna bother people." Eyes closed, Monet struggled desperately against sleep. "But, look, honey, I don't care if you're in girl form or not, because we're not gonna do ...that. We're just gonna sleep. Besides, you have to get used to sleeping like this, right?"

"How come Catseye has to get used to?" she asked, knowing Monet was trying to sleep but curious enough to want to know now.

"Cos you're only a cat half the time," Monet mumbled. "Freaks some people out less if you sleep like a person."

"Freaks people out more!" she countered, still confused. "People get angry and scared of girlform sleeping with them. Catseye does like the cuddling in girlform though."

"Honey, you gotta be careful who you sleep with in girl form. No teachers, no boys cos they're kinda dumb and might get confused, no girls unless they know all you're wanting to do is sleep," Monet answered confused about why she had to be the one to explain all this to Catseye.

"It's not fair," Catseye pouted. "Humans are SillyStupid, they don't understand even when Catseye says she just wants to sleep."

I want to sleep. "Just... accept it. People are stupid. Most people will be cranky if you're in girl form. I just don't care, because I don't choke on your hair this way. Okay?"

Catseye wasn't satisfied, but she recognized that Monet was getting frustrated with her so she pulled Monet's arm more tightly around herself and snuggled against her. "Okay. Goodnight BigHairGirl."

"Good night, kitten." Eyes already closed, it didn't take much for Monet to go back to sleep.