Alright, I'm not too sure about this chapter. I love it, and I think it's funny and cute, but I have a headache, so when I reread this it all seemed really dry. It's most likely the headache talking, but on the off chance it's not... meh. I hope you like it.

This chapter is dedicated to MaybeThere'sHope for 3 updates in one day. :) If only I could be as dedicated as you!

I woke up feeling warm and cuddled. Sure enough, I was still swaddled in blankets with Church. He breathed evenly beside me, and my eyelids fluttered, the lure of warmth and sleep enticing me back to dreamland... but I fought to keep my open as I looked over at Church.

He was cute when he slept-half curled up on one side, his mouth lolling open and his pink tongue peeking out. I looked closer at him, smiling faintly as I noticed how he purred slightly in his sleep. It was odd, though... I'd always kind of thought that Church would be the kind to wake up early, and be prowling the halls of his place. It was... nice, seeing him so calm and... normal looking.

Church snuggled closer to me, still blissfully asleep. He was... cute.

I was just shutting my eyes, ready to let sleep overtake me yet again, when I heard the telltale sounds of Tall One being awake. There was the low groan he always made when he went to the kitchen, the sound of the food places being opened and closed, and then-

BANG!

And then he dropped the metal thing. I don't know why he put it on top of the cold room. He always dropped it. Always. But this morning, it annoyed me more than usual. Because it woke up Church.

Church woke up with a start, seeming surprised to be curled up next to me. He squeezed out of the blankets, stretching his legs. Church yawned, arching his back as he looked towards the kitchen.

"What was that?" he asked as I squirmed my way out of the blankets.

"Tall One. He always drops the metal thing." I explained, although he still seemed confused. But he shrugged it off and sat down beside me, seeming tentative as he rested his head on mine. Inside I was jumping up and down and squealing, but on the outside I was cool, calm and collected.

Well... maybe there was a little bouncing involved. But just a little-not enough to knock over Church. I was HAPPY!

Tall One came into the room, looking towards us. When he saw us, he let out a strange squealing sound and grabbed his phone, making it click at us. He was about to grab something else (he was getting dangerously close to that feather boa...), when someone began battering themself against the door. Or at least that's what it sounded like.

Tall One swung open the door, and Quiet One came in. They talked a little bit, and then Tall One pointed to us. Quiet One came over to us, knelt down in front of us, and then he got that... look in his eyes. And sure enough, he followed it up by making those noises like you do to a kitten. He wiggled his fingers at us, and I resisted the urge to jump on him. No matter how strange he was, with his eyes and his noises and his wiggling, I loved my Quiet One.

Tall One came up behind him now, laughing and pulling him away. They cuddled a bit, and then they started kissing. Church was squirming beside me, and I turned to look at him (feeling very guilty that I'd been ignoring him while I watched Tall One and Quiet One), and was shocked.

Church was playing with my sparkly mouse.

"Church you are playing with my sparkly mouse." I said, watching him.

He looked up at me, "Yes... I am."

"But... you didn't like it. You said it was too glittery!"

"... well, I'm starting to reconsider glitter."

I beamed at him, "YOU LIKE GLITTER!"

"I... I don't... like it... I just... well... I don't dislike it."

I was still grinning at Church wildly. He. Liked. Glitter. I was responsible for the glitterization of Church. I felt like a proud mother. I made him glittery.

We heard a loud bang from Tall One's room and I looked around, realizing that Tall One and Quiet One had left.

"Where did they go?" asked Church, seeming confused.

"I think to Tall One's room. Probably for Private Cuddly Time." I said, snuggling back into the blankets, the mystery solved.

"Meow... what exactly are they doing?" Church stressed, looking worried.

"I told you. Private Cuddly Time."

"But what are they doing?"

"Um... I don't know... I never really thought about it... what do they do during Private Cuddly Time? I've never really thought about it... I know that they... wrestle, I guess. I'm not sure..." I mused, thinking abstractly of the bits and pieces of their Private Cuddly Time that I'd gotten to see.

"It sounds a lot more... violent than our Cuddly Times, doesn't it?" asked Church.

I nodded, still thinking. I usually just saw them kidding, and then they started wrestling, and then I left. Because, y'know, Private Cuddly Time is private.

"Well, let's go check it out." Church said, leaping off the chair and startling me.

"Wha-what?" I asked, scrambling after him.

"You want to know, right? And how are we going to find out if not by looking?" at my reluctance, he continued, "You aren't scared are you?"

I was not scared.

"I am not scared."

"Then come look with me."

His logic was irrefutable. I couldn't think of a good excuse, let alone an actual reason. So I grudgingly nodded, following him. We crept slowly up to Tall One's bedroom, watching the door as if it was going to jump out and grab us.

At last we made it to the door. We carefully squeezed through the crack, looking around. They were on the bed, kissing. I saw, out of the corner of my eye, a rather large stain on the floor-a glitter stain, right by the vanity table. I giggled to myself, remembering Church's shock with the glitter.

We watched them kiss for a few minutes before Quiet One pulled away and pointed to us.

Tall One looked around and made a face, leaping off the bed and trying to move us out. However, we weren't going to be moved. I wanted to KNOW what they did! So I darted around Tall One's arms, and moved to sit on the bed-the closer I could be to them, I figured, the better. I waited (quite patiently, I thought) for them to resume their activities.

But Quiet One didn't seem to like this. He picked me up and carried me out of the room, shutting the door. Tall One brought Church out. I darted back in. Quiet One brought me out. Church went back in. This continued a few times before they brought us out together, and then shut the door.

Church sighed, "I really wanted to know what they did!"

"Me too..." I said, disappointed.

"It really does sound violent." he remarked as Tall One and Quiet One began their loudness behind the door.

"It sounds like wrestling." I said, listening in.

"Wrestling and cuddling. Strange combination..."

I shrugged, "They're strange. Tall one is strangely tall-"

"And sparkly." Church interjected.

"-and Quiet One is strangely quiet."

Church seemed to agree, and we abandoned our post at the door, wandering through the kitchen, where I nibbled a bit on the food set out. Then I remembered Church-he must be very hungry, I thought.

"Would you like some food?" I asked, and Church thanked me, delicately nibbling on the food. He didn't even eat half-out of some form of politeness I was sure. I ate a bite and insisted I wasn't hungry, so Church ate the rest. I would get Tall One to feed me again later.

We meandered out to the living room, Church absentmindedly wandering over to my Very Special Place. He scratched at the scratching post, but he seemed lost in his thoughts. I went over to him, making a split second decision and leaping onto his back.

"W-W-What are you doing?" Church yelped, spinning around, panicking.

"I'm sitting on you." And sitting on him I was, perched on his back. He was quite comfortable.

"Why are you sitting on me?"

"Because it's fun." And it was fun. I'd never been this tall before. I could see all sorts of things.

"Fine." To my surprise, Church walked around for a while with me sitting on him. I liked it. I could definitely see this becoming a permanent thing.

Church leapt onto the couch, and I started sliding down. I let out a (embarrassingly high-pitched) squeal as I struggled to stay on him. I ended up hanging onto his left leg. Church looked down at me and proceeded to fall off the couch laughing.

Apparently me clinging onto his leg as it danged off the couch was funny.

"Ow Church! You FELL ON ME!" I howled. Actually only his legs did, but I still couldn't move.

He leapt off of me, grinning, "You were dangling off of my leg."

I scowled at him, "So?"

"That was adorable!" he laughed, and I made a face, turning and walking away. I was not going to even dignify that with a response. I was not adorable. Cute, maybe, but not adorable.

I had only gotten a few feet away when I felt Church coming up behind me.

"Meow."

I ignored him.

"Meow, I'm sorry."

I still ignored him.

"Forgive me Meow? Please, please, please?"

I ignored him... although I slowed my pace quite a bit.

"Please with... glitter on top?"

A smile made it's way onto my face, and I was barely movibg I was walking so slowly.

"Please with... ME ON TOP!"

And with that, Church tackled me.

"Well," I panted, a little stunned (y'know, cause there was a cat on me), "If you put it that way... you're forgiven."

After all, who could resist an apology with Church on top?

Ookay, cute little ending there. I couldn't stop giggling at the thought of tiny little ball of fluff Chairman Meow hanging off of Church's leg. XD

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