"What the hell are you doing?"
Dagur was having one of those weird, cat spaz attacks. He had found a loose string and was freaking out over it. At the sound of your voice he seemed to panic, flailing wildly like he had on that first morning, when you had learned not to startle him when he was sleeping. (Unless you were a suitable distance away from him, of course.) He twisted and turned on the floor for several seconds before he found his footing and catapulted himself under the couch.
"What the actual... What is so great about string?" You muttered, picking the thing up and looking at it. You shook it a little. "Heh. Hehe. Ah."
*two days later*
Your guy friend was back, and you sat backwards on your couch, watching over the back of it as he played with Dagur.
"You've got so much energy!"
"Me or the cat?"
"Both!"
He laughed as he yanked the string toy upwards, sending it flying over Dagur's head... Only to have him pull a move like something from the Matrix, doing a backflip in midair and landing with the feathery part of the toy clutched tightly in his teeth.
"Aw, man, did you see that?!"
They then engaged in a game of tug-a-war for possession of the toy. You shook your head.
"Man, if you were a cat, you two would be best friends!"
"Or if he were a person!"
"Yeah," You frowned.
"You know, sometimes I think he actually is. He does the strangest things sometimes."
"Well, he's a weird cat."
"Yeah, but I mean like human weird. Like you!"
"Whatever, man! You two are gonna destroy that toy!"
He glanced down just in time to see a feather get ripped off of the end of it.
"I'm not buying you a new one, you didn't think this entertainment was free!"
"I can't even tell who you're entertaining at this point!"
"Touche,"
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Kitten! dagur x reader
Fanfiction(Y/N) finds a cat that looks like the cat version of dagur the deranged, (Y/N)'s fictional crush, and names it after him. She takes him home and cares for him, adopting him as her own. But what she doesn't know is that the cat is actually dagur, and...
