Home is not a place, Home is a feeling (Flower Husbands)

Just a Dream

TW's: Cursing, Scoot almost drowning, and someone hyperventilating 

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Jimmy's POV: 

In his amazing dreams -

I feel weird like I'm not feline fine currently. I felt very furry... LIKE A CAT! Wait... I'm a cod... Not a cat... Yeah no, toss that idea out the window. 

I got up from my curled us position, which was on the floor, weird. Next, I opened my eyes, getting them used to the surrounding area. My ears perked up at the smell of... BREAD!! I scurried to the barrel filled with bread, poking it with my claws. Wait wait wait wait wait... ears... claws... fur... no no no no no... is this actually true? AM I A CAT!!

After 5 minutes of Jimmy stress eating - 

Wait so I'm a cat... a cat in the MIDDLE OF NOWHERE!! WHERE THE FUCK AM I!! Also, WHERE IS SCOOT!! 

Once again, a moment of stress eating -

I reached down to grab another loaf of bread when I realized I had eaten it all. Well that sucks, now I have no food :(. 

I stood up from my sad sitting position on the ground. Where to go now I don't know, but what I do know is that there's a cute little clearing with a pond. That is where I shall go! I started my march towards the clearing, licking my hand(wait... is it a paw or hand?) every so often. 

Ah... I just realized I hate water. Wait... WHY DO I HATE WATER I AM A LITERAL FI- "I'm feline very enthusiastic seeing you mi amor~," the small voice whispered. Wait wait wait! Was it below or above me? On second thought, WHO SAID MI AMOR!?! I swear if this ain't Scott then I'm going to flippin- "Scott?" Is that Scott or is that a moth? "Jimmy? You scared me, you know! Out like a rock for hours!" He said, getting up from crouching next to the water, "Here, I recovered some of your stuff," with that, he handed me a backpack full of items. "I know it isn't all of it... fWhip and Joel took some of it... but I tried my best to get it!" Why is he so cute as a little moth boy eating lea- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!! MY BOYFRIEND IS A MOTH!! I'M A CAT!! I NEED MORE BREAD!!

"Jim, calm yourself down. If you really wanna stress eat then you have some of my leather but you shouldn't be stress eating when something shocking happens." Said moth boy, taking another nibble of leather. "No... I'll be umm fine... yeah... fine..." I did not feel fine but he didn't need to know that, right? "Th- thanks for my stuff!"  He only smiled as he continued to munch on his leather. 

How have I not noticed the fact that he's like a foot tall? It is kinda cute though... My little moth boy... 

"Come sit with me..." He tells me, patting the spot of grass next to him, "P- please..." Scott's expression showed worry, probably cause I apparently was killed. I sat down and immediately started licking my entire body. I'm telling you that the life of a cat is basically just licking cause I haven't stopped doing this since I started. While licking myself, I started to think about the fact that Scott is a literal baby compared to me. This made me giggle, which made Scott in turn look at me confuzzled.

"What's so funny love?" Scott is now glaring at me with eyes that pierced through me like daggers. "Nothing... Just the fact that I am much taller than you, even as a cat." While I was laughing Scott was blushing a million shades of red. "I'm... I'm not short..." The red shading on his face slowly dissipates and now rests as a light pink. "I think it's cute how short you are! It even makes your voice sound higher." As soon as it disappeared the maroon shading reappeared, this time it seemed like it never wanted to leave.