Tengolf Stuff

Catgirl gb . May ir may not be canon to au

Pet pat. Oet pat.😁pet pat. "TB," I came back to reality. "Yeah Golf Ball?" She was looking away from me. "Uh. You.. nothing." I smiled. "Well, okay, but, tell me if you need anything." ..pet. Pet pat. Pet pet. Pe Golf Ball started purring. ".. hey why'd you stop." I shook my head. "Sorry Golf Ball." I pet her again. I'm glad she likes it because she's really cute and I love petting her and she is just so.

I'm walking around chatting with Basket Ball for the first time in a while when I see. Golf Ball? And her tail? Is tied to a poll? "Wha . Basket Ball look. What the hell" BB looked. "Oh what? Is she tied there??" GB looks really mad and tired. I start walking towards her. "Sorry Basket I should go untie her see you later"
BB turned around and whispered to herself. "She's gonna kill me the moment he lets her go I better run I better go."

Two waits impatiently sitting next to TB's trebuchet. They're sad and waiting for someone to notice and console them. They know it won't happen but a even prime can dream. They see GB walking by. She has cat ears. No way. Two's face lights up. "Golf Ball!" GB jumps. "Two?? Hello..?" She can't tell why they're so happy. "Golf Ball... I like your cat ears..." Two is beaming. GB realizes and cringes slightly from embarrassment. "You do??" She looks around. "Of course! I love cats!" GB was a little weirded out. "Can I touch them?" Two motioned toward her ears and GB pulled away. Two looked confused for a split second before flushing completely and shrinking away, realizing how embarrassing they were being to themself. Golf Ball was a contestant they really liked too. They didn't want her to think they were weird. Seems it was already too late for that anyway. "No, You can't touch them. I'm leaving." Golf Ball walked away. Two started crying but they're not important.. this entire section was me projecting onto two

Au. Kinda long
TB coughed. "Golf Ball?" He could see again a second after. He went over to GB and helped her up. GB looked up at him and her expression went from furstrated and concerned to surprised and intrigued. "Tennis Ball! You have cat ears!" TB was startled. "What??" GB ran to the chamber and opened the door. The soccer ball with cat ears rolled out. She looked at the soccer ball, then Tennis Ball. "Wow! This is! Strange!! TB, let me touch your ears. Tell me how it feels." TB kneeled and faced his ears towards GB. GB started stroking them, and TB started purring. "It feels good." TB blushed ever so slightly as he brought his head back up. "Well! We must find a way to fix the machine, and get rid of your cat ears. you less you want them, I guess. I don't know why you would. TB's mind went to GB petting him. He liked that a lot. He wanted to do that again. But he supposed it wasn't worth it just for pets. But.. it would hurt in the meantime. GB yawned as she walked to a counter. "Golf Ball, I can tell you're tired. We should go to bed, it's like midnight." GB grumbled, but knew from past experience TB would keep nagging her if she didn't go to sleep. "Alright TB. I'll. Rest. But I'm not promising I'll sleep. TB smiled. He decided to curl up on the couch. GB sat next to him, which he didn't expect. She was also leaning on him. He smiled. He cuddled her. GB was kind of cold. TB was always warm, so he was fixing that. He didn't know if she'd like it but he got no negative reactions. They both dozed off eventually.