Rating: K+ (to be safe)

Notes: too lazy to type up a disclaimer and summary now lol

Neon Katt was a feline faunus, as seen by her constantly twitching tail and love for fish. Neither Yang nor Coco had a problem with this fact, it wasn't as if she was the first faunus they had known. Yang had been roommates with another feline faunus in college, she had even briefly dated her, so she knew how to handle Neon's quirks to some extent. Coco's last roommate had been a rabbit faunus, which was quite different than a cat, and while she hadn't had as much exposure to the faunus as Yang, she still like to think she had an open mind. It wasn't as if Neon's cat instincts were active at every moment, but they did show at times.

It had been a quiet saturday—Neon stretched out in the patch of sun from the window, Yang lounging on the couch with her laptop playing music, and Coco reading some magazine. Days like this weren't common, but they weren't exactly rare, and they enjoyed just being together and not having to worry about work. As Yang's music faded out of one song and into the next, Coco barely heard a scratching sound from Neon's room. She brushed it off as nothing, probably just part of Yang's music; but the loud meow that soon followed was clearly not a part of Yang's music.

"The hell was that?" Yang said, pausing her music and sitting up. Coco had set down her magazine and stood up, turning towards Neon's room. As Coco reached for the door, Neon had bolted over and tackled her down.

"There's nothing in there!" Neon's tail was wagging back and forth angrily. Coco rolled her eyes and Yang scoffed, getting up and walking over. Staring Neon right in the eyes, Yang turned the doorknob and pushed it open. Suddenly, an orange blur shot out of the room, quickly followed by Neon racing after it while screeching at it.

When Neon finally caught the unknown run away she guiltily turned to her roommates, revealing a small orange tabby cat in her arms. There was a silence across the room, Yang still at Neon's door, staring back in shock as she returned her arm to her side, Coco propping herself up by her elbows to get a good look.

"Neon…" Coco began slowly, unsure of what to say exactly. Thankfully, she didn't have to find her next words because Yang found them for her.

"What the hell?!"

"I can explain!" Neon held the cat tighter, causing it to squeak. "I was walking home and I saw this lil guy just sitting in the road and I called out to him and he walked over to me! He looked so hungry and let me hold him so I brought him here and gave him some water and some turkey and put him in my room!"

"We can't keep a cat here! It's against the apartment rules! Besides, you don't even have a litter box for it!"

"Him!" Neon countered, acting offended for the cat. "And it's not like we can't just break the rule!"

"Wait," Coco said, standing up. She walked over to Neon and the cat, leaning down slightly to stare hard at the two. "Where has he been going then?"

Neon remained quiet for a moment, thinking over how to answer. "I don't think he has."

"That's not the point!" Yang stomped forward, grabbing Neon and Coco's shoulders.

"Well I think it's a very good point," Coco countered, crossing her arms, "I'm not having a cat shit on the carpet or in anyone's clothes. If he stays you're getting a box."

"I can totally get everything he needs!" Neon burst, the cat slipping out of her arms and sprinting around.

Yang was almost at her breaking point. "Wait! We are not keeping this thing!"

"Please, Yang!"

"Yeah, I don't see why we can't keep him."

Yang stepped back, looking at her two roommates. They were now standing right next to each other, directly looking at her. Coco had her hands on her hips, her head tilted up with confidence, and Neon was leaning forward, hands clenched in front of her begging face. Yang was standing her best, trying not to falter; and she might have succeeded if the cat didn't decide that that was the best time to rub up against her leg with a loud purr.

The blonde slumped her shoulders, arms falling to her side, as she sighed deeply. She brought one hand up to her face, not believing what she was about to say.

"Fine, we'll keep him."