[Off to the kitchen! Where Ratio swiftly realizes the precooked chicken in his fridge is not suitable for cats, so he'll have to cook some himself.
At least it doesn't take too long, and before they know it, Ratio is sitting on the floor with a small plate of plain, cooked meat that he's cut into bite-sized pieces.]
[He does want to play, chasing string and laser pointers until he just sort of conks out for the rest of the day. He'll turn back to human at some point during the night.]
[Aventurine doesn't even realize he's back to human shape right away, so tuckered out from his first transformation. He just knows he's in a bed, it's comfortable, and there's someone right there to cuddle with.
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He does not transform during his nap, at least, only waking up when he starts to get hungry. But how to tell Ratio he's hungry...]
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He scrambles up, paws on Ratio's cheek. He'd put them on his mouth but he doesn't want to be a problem. Yet.]
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He lets out a surprised noise, but laughs a little, putting down his phone.]
... Ah, right, you haven't eaten yet today, have you?
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He has not and he is hungry.]
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[Off to the kitchen! Where Ratio swiftly realizes the precooked chicken in his fridge is not suitable for cats, so he'll have to cook some himself.
At least it doesn't take too long, and before they know it, Ratio is sitting on the floor with a small plate of plain, cooked meat that he's cut into bite-sized pieces.]
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But the chicken is so good, Aventurine can't help but eat fast and maybe gorge a little.]
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[But he's chuckling a little. This is cute.]
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He finishes soon enough and then jumps up on the counter and then into the sink. Thirsty!]
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Once he's drank his fill, he scrambles back up Ratio's arm to sit on his shoulder. He's good now.]
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He goes back to the living room and sits down again, expecting a bit to play again once he does ]
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... And if Ratio happens to fall asleep there too, well... Don't worry about it.]
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He is very, very cuddly, even as a human.]
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... Well. He does end up putting an arm over Aventurine. This is pretty nice, actually.]
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M'human.
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[He's not moving.]
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[The sleepy smile falls and is replaced by sleepy confusion.]
Am I in your bed?
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[He yawns.]
How are you feeling?
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[He's too comfortable to move.]
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Good. No lingering pain or discomfort from the transformation, then?
[He lifts the arm that he'd put over Aventurine, but only to start combing through his hair.]
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[Oh, hairpets. He can't help but relax into those pets.]
Hungry.
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