Summary: Garfield, for everything else he was, was also hilarious. Or at the very least you thought so – even if others might argue that point with you. And he had created a special game for when you were upset. Whenever you were having a rough day, you could pick out a pack of animal crackers, whatever kinds you had in the house, and he would try his best to guess which one you had. If he was right then he got the cracker, if he was wrong then you got it and a little kiss to accompany it – maybe sometimes even a big cat cuddle session. The game would go on with increasing antics until he was satisfied that your mood had been lifted.
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Gar was peaking around the corner of the living room, where you sat curled up beside a window and staring outside. You had been like this for the better part of two hours, and it was beginning to worry him. Especially since you had not even acknowledged him with more than a nod of the head and a small smile when he got home.
He bit at the inside of his cheek for a moment, peaking over to the kitchen cabinet where he kept a stock of animal crackers. Stepping back from view, he turned into a chipmunk, scurrying out of your sight across the floor if you had looked over – though when he reached the counter it didn't seem like you had so much as twitched your head. More sure of his decision, Garfield pushed the cabinet door open and grabbed the first bag of crackers that he saw. With the same quick scurry, Garfield charged back across the room, bag sliding against the floor while he dragged it along with his mouth.
The odd sound of the bag caught your attention, and you finally turned to look at him with a confused expression as he clambered onto the couch, pushing the snack towards you and waiting patiently.
"It's so hard to take you seriously when you look like this." You grab the bag, watching as he shifts back into a human with a silly grin.
"I know, but you love it."
You roll your eyes, the ghost of a smile on your lips as you open the bag. You reach in blindly, pulling up the first cracker you touch, careful to keep it out of his sight. "Alright, take your guess." you tell him as you glance at the animal in your hand.
"Tiger." No hesitation in his answer, he sees you crack another small smile before it fades.
"You always pick that first."
"And I've been right before." He reminded you, waiting for you to reveal your hand.
"And this is not one of those times," you say, showing him the zebra animal cracker in your hand. "Which means this one is mine."
"And so is this." Garfield says, waiting for you to toss the cracker into your mouth before he places both hands on either side of your face and moves closer to smack an over dramatic kiss onto your forehead. "Round one goes to you."
"And round two?" You wonder aloud, pulling another cracker from the small snack bag. The cracker is broken in half, so you stare quizzically for a moment before realizing what it is supposed to be.
"A hippo?"
"Well," you start as you hold it out to him, "it's half a hippo."
"And my winning streak begins," Gar exclaims, opening his mouth and waiting for you to try and throw the cracker inside.
You indulge him in his antics, making a show of winding up to throw the broken hippo cracker into his mouth – a countdown, the arm movements. You can see Garfield start to crack himself up from how long he has held his position, and it brings a smile to your face as well before you toss the cracker into his mouth.
When he finally straightens back up and sees that you have begun to smile, he lights up. "I think that's a new record for me."
You cock your head to the side, feeling the edges of the grin falter for a moment before you assure him that it is certainly helping.
"Then a tiebreaker, how about that?"
"Until you lose and then we go another 6 rounds so you get the wins that you want." You chime, popping a cracker into your mouth as is. Glancing down into the bag you pull out another animal cracker, hoping that Garfield does not catch the glint in your eye.
He does, a dead giveaway for the animal you have found.
You hold out your closed fist to him, waiting for his choice.
He hems and haws, standing to his feet and pacing, acting as though he is in deep thought. He stares over at you, brows drawn together in mock thought before he lets himself fall to the floor as he changes forms. On the ground, curled in a half-moon, Garfield stares up at you as a tiger, lounging on his back in a sunspot. He lets out a chuff, seeming to open his front paws in an invitation for you to join him.
It's too tempting, and you hand over the tiger animal cracker, which he happily licks away from you. You make a face, grumbling at the feeling of being licked before you join him on the floor. The afternoon sun has already started to warm his belly fur, and when you drape yourself over top of him, he seems to curl around you. You run your fingers through the soft fur of his chest, feeling your eyes growing heavy already. "I've got to say, this is always a plus to dating you."
You can feel the way the rumble builds up in his chest as he goes to speak, hearing the changes it makes to his voice. "As long as I can get you to smile, I'll take it. Plus, sleeping in a sun patch as a tiger is hard to beat."
You hum in response, burying your face further into his warmed fur. You can hear his heartbeat as well, and it's working to lull you to sleep. "It's hard to stay upset with you around."
"We can talk about it later, when you're ready, if you want." Gar suggests, his own eyes closing as he feels sleep creeping in.
"Mmm, after we wake up and eat. How about that?"
"Whatever you need. But I'm eating the rest of those crackers."
You smack half-heartedly at his chest with a snort. "We'll split them. Now hush and go to sleep."
Garfield says nothing else, listening as your breathing begins to even out and you start to drift off to sleep. He can feel the way that your body goes limp against him, the way your breath fans out across his fur. It's comforting knowing you feel better for the moment. If you wake up before him then he'll get up too, otherwise, he is content to let you sleep for as long as you need. Already planning to order out for dinner so he can spend more time alongside you. Satisfied for now, he begins to fall asleep as well.
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DC x Reader One-shots
FanficHello! This is a collection of one-shots written for the DC Universe. Originally posted to my Tumblr account @DickMeDownDC (www.dickmedowndc.tumblr.com). They are also cross-posted to my Ao3 account @NicoleAW and then here. If you would like to see...