"Obviously, the cracks were beginning to show even then," Kaeloo said with a sigh. Somehow she'd managed to get through her entire tale without transforming—without really getting angry at all, in fact. Mostly she was just surprised that she'd even told it. She never thought she'd purposely bring this up, ever. "Stumpy and Quack Quack didn't care about the rules, only about what made them happy—which was perfectly warranted, of course, because wasn't that the point of Smileyland in the first place? But I was so caught up in all the rules I'd cultivated for my own benefit that I—"

"Wait, wait, wait," Mr. Cat interrupted her. "You would have killed yourself if Stumpy and Quack Quack hadn't shown up at that moment?!"

"I… I don't know. I might have." Kaeloo's shoulders sagged. "I was already in a mentally bad place, and then after everything Vincent said…"

"That's—that's—you wouldn't have even found Smileyland if he hadn't said that and they weren't there when you got back! The only reason we even met because some asshole poisoned your mind with lies and made you think that you had nothing to live for!"

Kaeloo sighed again, shaking her head. "It's not… quite like that, Mr. Cat. He didn't tell me anything that I didn't already think about myself. It was like… an affirmation, not an attack. Like pulling off the blindfold that I already knew was there. And in some dark, despondent part of me, everything he said to me still rings with the truth. Please believe me," she added hastily, taking Mr. Cat's hands in hers again, "I do trust you, I really do, and I also acknowledge that this can't conceivably be a joke from you anymore after all the time and effort you've put into us, but still…" She looked away from him guiltily. "Still, if you ever left me, I… can't say I'd be surprised."

"You're spewing out stupid shit again," Mr. Cat said, frustrated. "And—no, that's not fair, I don't blame you for not trusting me—"

"But I do! I just said I did!"

"Not fully. But why would you? Even what you do is already too much. It's more than I deserve." He sighed, ashamed, looking at the ground.

Kaeloo gulped with shame as well, cursing her inability to put the best words to the things that mattered most, when it was needed most. "Please, Mr. Cat, don't say that. You're spewing out stupid… stuff, too. None of my issues are your fault. I was already a hot mess long before you met me." She laughed self-effacingly at this, which was enough to get Mr. Cat to look back at her again. Kaeloo squeezed his hands tightly as she quickly continued. "It was stupid of me to try to run Smileyland with all those demanding rules. Things probably would have come tumbling down sooner or later anyway. But then you showed up and you were like a bulldozer to every perfect little plan and rule I had in place. You were just what I needed, even though I would have never admitted it. I needed to know that I couldn't control things like desires or feelings or… any of that. I couldn't regulate them. But I still tried to, even though I had to ignore… a lot. Mostly things about you." She chuckled lightly again. "Maybe that's why you made me so angry all the time… you proved every idea and plan I had for Smileyland absolutely wrong, just by being there."

"Sorry?" Mr. Cat said awkwardly.

"No, don't be!" Kaeloo said emphatically. "I needed to learn that! Even though I repressed everything you were teaching me and making me feel because it didn't fit into what I thought my perfect world should be. That's why I can't fault you for never really telling me how you felt. I never told you, either! I just pushed it all aside and never even let myself think about it because everything about you went against what I thought I needed to be happy. I… really was a moron, wasn't I?" Her chuckle this time was longer, nearly giddy. What else was there to do now other than acknowledge how stupid she'd been? "I love you. Thank you for ruining everything."

Mr. Cat was continuing to stare at her, one eyelid twitching, as if she was speaking gibberish. She practically was at this point, Kaeloo acknowledged—although she could still do nothing but smile giddily, still clutching his hands. After all, how could her words make sense when even her thoughts didn't make any sense? As long as he grasped her happiness… her love… her gratitude… those were really the only things that mattered.

Very suddenly, Mr. Cat pulled Kaeloo towards him, grasping her shoulders tightly, although he didn't move in all the way for a kiss. "Okay, listen," he said roughly. "First of all, you're never going to let some jackass try to tell you that you're unlovable or good for nothing but a practical joke ever again, alright? That is some straight-up bullshit and I won't let you believe it, even if it's only some tiny part of your subconscious that does. You're worth so much more than that and knowing now that that's what you had to go through to arrive at Smileyland, then I wish I never found you at all because you didn't deserve any of that, and if I'm all you get at the end of all that, I'm not worth—"

"Shut up!" Kaeloo shrieked. "You are worth it! I really, really love you! After everything I've been through, I'd still go through it a thousand more times if it means ending up with you! And if I did have to do it all again, all I'd change is that I'd tell you how I feel about you way before, you know, yesterday…"

She couldn't say anything more after that because he was kissing her. Wildly, passionately, gratefully, one thousand percent adoringly, and she happily surrendered her words to expressing her love physically. No matter how she expressed herself, he'd always understood her, even better than she understood herself, and it was for this reason that she'd go through an eternity of hell and suffering just to be with him. Her only regret was that she hadn't realized this sooner.

As intense as their kisses were, their hands moved across each other's body slowly, as if fearful of breaking some spell. Even at this unhurried pace, however, their hands soon found themselves below their waists, hesitantly eager and expectant. "Are we going to make love?" Kaeloo asked breathlessly.

Mr. Cat lightly rolled his eyes at her, an action not enough to weaken his smile. "Yes," he answered simply, pulling her into another kiss.

"We should go on the bed, then," Kaeloo said into his mouth.

"If you insist," Mr. Cat said with a smirk, gently guiding her to the bed. Kaeloo plopped down on it eagerly and brought her hands back to his face, kissing him and trying to pull him down on top of her. He stood firm against her actions, however.

"Honey, you don't need to hesitate, I'm not fragile," Kaeloo said coaxingly.

Mr. Cat sighed, still giving her a half-smile, but one that was tinged with an obvious melancholy. "At least you trust me to not break you."

Kaeloo frowned, disappointed. "Mr. Cat, I already told you that I trust you…"

"That you mostly trust me." He sighed again, stroking her cheek in a comforting motion. "Just… tell me what I have to do to earn your complete trust. I know it's probably a lost cause, but if there's anything I can do…"

Kaeloo shook her head. "I don't think there is. Just time. Every day I'm with you I trust you more and more. And I already trust you more than anyone else in the universe."

This made Mr. Cat finally smile again, finally leaning in to her coaxes and kissing her gently. "Just know this, my love—I won't break your heart. And I'll never leave you. I couldn't. Whether or not you truly believe that… it's still true."

"Ahh…" Kaeloo sighed into his mouth, wrapping her arms around him fiercely and protectively. She didn't want to hammer the point into the ground, as it seemed she was doing the more she vocalized it, but there was nothing else she wanted to say or felt that she needed to say, and her words were frenzied whispers into him, coaxing him and pleading him to continue. "I love you, I love you, I—"

"Shh." Mr. Cat placed a hand on her mouth, giving her just one more gentle kiss that almost felt like a tease. "I love you too. Let me show you how much."

She was ready for this, longing for this, and she eagerly pulled his lips to hers once more to inform him of that fact. But, to her surprise, he didn't reciprocate in kind, instead firmly and stoically allowing her affection yet giving her nothing else in return. He certainly was teasing her now, wasn't he? After everything he'd done and said, this was how he regarded her? "What are you doing?" Kaeloo blurted out disbelievingly. "You love me slowly?"

"Yes," Mr. Cat answered simply, with a smug smirk, "…and also, I love you like this."

With a sudden, unexpected movement, he pushed her down onto the bed, peppering her with kisses and suckles everywhere on her face and neck. "I—I knew it, you tease!" Kaeloo gasped out, her attempt at being reprimanding failing as soon as the words left her mouth, for they did so with a gasp of approving pleasure at his bravado.

"See, babe?" Mr. Cat purred into her neck, his hands slinking down her torso once more. "You make me feel everything. I want you to feel the same way. I want you to know exactly what you do to me."

"You already make me feel everything," Kaeloo admitted, arching her body towards him in eager anticipation. "Don't let that stop you from what you have in mind right now, of course…"

"Absolutely not." Kaeloo couldn't see his mouth, but she could still feel the smile on her flesh with his words. He trailed kisses down her body and Kaeloo groaned impatiently, continuing to arch her body against him, part of her loving the attentive devotion he was giving her, but yet another part of her wishing he'd stop teasing her and get on with it already.

Despite her impatience, however, she made herself concentrate on her body, a practice that Dr. Clark had encouraged in her. Her natural inclination was to ignore it and then, counterintuitively, it did what it would on its own despite Kaeloo's wishes for control; so lately she'd been making herself focus on every little physical clue her body sent to her brain. The most surprising thing regarding this was that, despite the fact that she never would have believed it before now, she was trying to concentrate on expressing both sexual organs every time. Her dislike for her penis was nearly excised by now; Mr. Cat obviously liked it, and she loved that she could make him happy with it, so for the first time in her life she found herself actually hoping for it to be there.

And her hopes were realized. "Both again?" Mr. Cat purred approvingly as his hand reached her pelvic region. "Double the fun." He kissed her belly slowly and languidly and Kaeloo moaned longingly, once again arching her back upwards with yearning. He answered her need in a way she wasn't expecting.

His mouth, already resting on her lower torso, slid even further down and covered her shaft, one of his hands slipping into her vagina at the same time.

Kaeloo gasped and buckled under the delirium of the sensation.

Mr. Cat pulled his mouth off of her for an agonizing moment. "You taste good, babe," he murmured approvingly, flicking his tongue against the tip of her penis before taking it fully into his mouth again, suckling gently. Kaeloo nearly fell apart. The trace of his sharp teeth against her erection, while careful and gentle, was enough to shoot shockwaves through her entire body, buckling against him once more while desperately wanting a rougher sensation against one of her most sensitive organs. Mr. Cat only barely acquiesced her, sucking and lapping against her long, hard length, yet never going too rough with her, letting his teeth merely graze the length of her.

"O-oh goodness," she breathed, her hips bucking against his mouth in time with his suckles. They weren't even conscious actions, despite the fact that she could focus on absolutely nothing else other than the way it felt to have his mouth around her. She couldn't stop herself from fucking his mouth, even if she wanted to. Oh good God! She'd actually used the word "fuck"! Not out loud, of course, but it had unmistakably fluttered right into her thought processes like a familiar guest. She'd obviously spent far too much time with Mr. Cat. And then he flicked his tongue at her tip and she moaned approvingly—no, no, even eternity would never be enough time spent with him.

He pulled away from her completely, pulling his hand out of her vagina at the same time. "You like that too much," he said as he climbed on top of her. "I can tell that you were close to coming."

"What's wrong with that?" Kaeloo squeaked out.

"I'm not ready for you to be done yet." He smiled at her, kissing her softly on the lips before rearing back upright, rubbing his erection and positioning it for entry. "I want to go slowly this time."

"Wait!" Kaeloo cried out before he could enter her. Mr. Cat stopped, blinking once in surprise.

Very quickly and forcefully, Kaeloo sat upright and shoved Mr. Cat down on his back, grasping the base of his cock. "I want to try that." Her tongue flicked out of her mouth, and even though her mouth was not terribly close to him, being a frog meant that her tongue was long and agile enough to lap the tip of his penis from her position.

Mr. Cat exhaled sharply, the tenseness of his surprise now fully excised from his expression and shoulders. "Holy shit! Yes. Yes, more of that, please."

Kaeloo smiled, flicking her tongue out again, this time letting it wrap around him for a few moments. Mr. Cat let out a loud groan of approval, and Kaeloo moved the very tip of her tongue to lap up and down the small area that it could, given the placement of the rest of her tongue covering up quite a bit of his length. That was quite fine with Kaeloo, however—she was bombarded with the taste of him and she loved it, wanting nothing more than to soak up all of his slick, musky flavor. The barbs on his penis only enhanced the sensation, her tongue moving in for more every time it raked against them.

The situation seemed to be quite fine with Mr. Cat as well. "More," he begged her after her tongue unwrapped itself from him and snapped back to her own mouth.

"That was enjoyable," Kaeloo said, licking her lips, "but I want you in my mouth. The entire length of you."

Mr. Cat grinned at her approvingly. "Look at you, talking dirty like a pro. I knew you had it in you."

"Yes, well," Kaeloo responded, suddenly feeling emboldened, "there's something else I want in me." She leaned down over him and took his entire penis into her mouth, sucking up and down the length with a careful trial run.

"Oohhhhh fuck yes," Mr. Cat groaned, slumping down even more into the mattress in a blissful haze. "Continue, please…"

"Mmm-hmm," Kaeloo consented, not able to say much else with his cock filling up her mouth the way it was. After the state he had been in yesterday and first thing this morning, she was overjoyed to have finally made him feel better… and of course, the method to do so being sex certainly drew no complaints from her, either. She suckled on him with precise, careful movements, trying to mimic what he had just done on hers, because oh goodness that had felt so good and she wanted him to feel that way too.

Her meticulousness ebbed little by little, however, for with each new position of her mouth or area she gave attention to, Mr. Cat reacted favorably, and Kaeloo in turn was spurred on by this appreciation. Soon, and without her quite realizing that she had been heading in this direction, she was sucking and bobbing on his erection with great aplomb.

Mr. Cat grabbed Kaeloo's shoulder and tried to push her off of him. "Kaeloo—Kaeloo—stop, you need to stop—"

Kaeloo pulled her mouth away, trying to mask the disappointment in her voice. "Why do you say that?"

"I don't—I don't want to come in your mouth, and if you'd kept that up much longer…"

"I'd like for you to come in my mouth," Kaeloo admitted truthfully.

Mr. Cat exhaled with that same surprised and approving smile from earlier. "I would like that too… but not right now. I want to finish in the usual place."

Kaeloo grinned eagerly, clenching her thighs and rocking her hips back and forth as her vagina seemed to be one hundred percent endorsing this idea.

Mr. Cat's eyebrows twitched upwards just once, in the slightest show of impatience. "Either lie on your back or get on top of me."

Choosing the latter, Kaeloo scrambled on top of him, as usual lacking a basic amount of poise that seemed necessary in a situation like this. Mr. Cat didn't look like he minded, though, as he continued to smile at her, resting his hands on her hips. "Good choice," he purred.

Kaeloo didn't say anything to that, directing all of her focus to the task at hand. With one hand, she held his erection steady as she lowered herself on to him, not wanting to prolong this any further.

Mr. Cat made a low noise of approval from his throat, but the hand that remained on her hip tightened slightly. "Slowly," he requested in a low voice, his other hand wrapping around her own very hard and erect shaft.

In all honesty the way his voice sounded just then almost made her come right then and there. "If you wanted to be the one calling the shots, why did you want me on top?" she asked slyly, leaning over just a smidge so that her hand could grasp his shoulder with a rather tight squeeze. He flinched at the motion while at the same time breaking into a grin, which was just the reaction Kaeloo had wanted.

"Ohoho," Mr. Cat laughed at her, tauntingly rubbing his thumb against the tip of her penis. "I can try to call the shots all I want, but I know that you'll end up in charge anyway, my love. It's better to just surrender to your whims. Do what you want with me. I'm yours for the taking."

Kaeloo groaned helplessly, riding his cock with much stronger and more urgent gyrations. "Oh my god, you turn me on so much!" she cried, abandoning all attempts at restraint, forcing the movements to stimulate both of their erections simultaneously. "I just want you to love me and come all over inside of me and make me dizzy!"

Mr. Cat, through all his moaning and vocalizations of ecstasy, still managed to shoot Kaeloo a defiant look. "I'm going to make you come first."

"Is that a challenge, Mr. Cat?"

"It certainly is, Kaeloo."

"I'll win." Kaeloo picked up her pace, grinding against him without mercy, still gripping his shoulder for ballast. Her cries and yelps of pleasure were now just as loud as his were, despite her declaration to him the other day that she wouldn't let anyone else hear their intimate activities. Of course, even if she had been silent as the grave, anyone within fifty feet of their door would have still heard him.

It was only when she felt him unload into her that she finally let herself go, riding her climax with a satisfied cry, not really noticing nor caring where her ejaculate landed on him. She had lasted longer than him—only by like a second, true, but it was still a victory. She sighed in satisfaction as her cum pooled on his chest. "I—I win," she gasped.

"N-no, I won. You came first," Mr. Cat argued.

"In your dreams."

"Usually, but not in this instance…" He snorted lightly at her, his chest still heaving up and down in recovery. "So much for 'slowly', you horny little cock whore."

Kaeloo barked out a harsh laugh; with her orgasm drawing to a close, a fuller realization of their actions began to take hold. "That wasn't making love, was it?"

"Of course it was, baby." Mr. Cat let go of her penis and brought his hand up to stroke her face. "Any time we're intimate, we're making love. There's no denying that, especially now that we've said it out loud."

"Do… do you think we have sex too much?"

Mr. Cat regarded her as if she had seven heads. "No. What the hell kind of question is that? Is there such a thing as 'too much sex'?"

"I hope not," Kaeloo blurted out without thinking. She then blushed fiercely at Mr. Cat's approving grin. "I—I mean, it's just that—" She instinctively brought a hand to his chest affectionately, but when said hand was met with her own sticky ejaculate, she withdrew it quickly. "I should clean this up," she stammered out, pulling off of him with that delightfully raw sensation and stumbling to the bathroom to grab a towel. Once back in the main room, she dabbed at his chest before wiping her crotch, trying to use separate sections of the towel. Mr. Cat continued to smile at her, enraptured, and Kaeloo couldn't stop the grateful tears from spilling out of her eyes. "I—I'm so relieved that you're feeling better," she blubbered out, tossing the soiled towel behind her, knowing that it could do no more at the moment. "You had me so worried yesterday…"

Mr. Cat winced a bit at this, but still didn't hesitate to touch a hand to her face reassuringly. "I'm better now," he said, a gentle stroke against her face accentuating his words, "thanks to you."

Kaeloo gave a reassured giggle at that, lying back down on top of him. "I'm glad. That's all that I wanted…" Her smile faded. "Can you… tell me… what was wrong yesterday? What was it that… made you that way?"

Another wince, but this time Mr. Cat didn't follow it up with a smile or a loving gesture. "I… no. I—I don't want to talk about it." He looked away from her guiltily. "Not right now, anyway."

"That's alright," Kaeloo insisted, pressing her forehead against him.

"Someday I will, I promise. You told me yours, it's only fair that I tell you mine…" Mr. Cat pointedly kept his head turned away from her. "But not… not now. I'm sorry. I can't. It's just… my past, it's too—"

"It's fine," Kaeloo insisted once more, squeezing his hands reassuringly. "You don't need to say any more if you don't want to."

"Stop being so goddamn understanding," Mr. Cat said with a self-effacing chuckle. "It's more than I deserve."

"No it's not. I lo—"

"Stop." Mr. Cat brought a paw to her mouth, silencing her. "Let me say it first this time, alright?" He gazed into her eyes for a few moments, seeming to struggle to find the words, although Kaeloo couldn't focus on anything other than his intense ruby irises. "I… dammit. I love you. I love you so fucking much it hurts sometimes. I can't put it into words. I think I'm better at showing it than saying it. And I'm even shit at that."

What hurdle had they crossed so that Kaeloo was no longer bothered by his curse words? Because she wasn't. She just smiled warmly, touching her forehead to his again. "No you're not. I've known that you love me for, like, a week now."

"Then you've just proved my point," Mr. Cat said with a sarcastic exhale, lovingly stroking the side of her face, "because I've loved you for way longer than a week."

Kaeloo laughed too, despite herself. "That's no fault of your own. I'm just stupid." She laid against him for a few moments as his arms wrapped around her body, a gentle silence overtaking the two lovers for a much-needed reprieve. "That's why…" Kaeloo finally said, hesitatingly, "that's why I need you to tell me what I should do if you ever get… that way again."

"Aw, babe," Mr. Cat sighed, pulling away from her to look her in the eyes again, once again bringing a hand to her chin. "You already did more than I thought anyone ever could. Just be there. That's all you can do. I'll be alright as long as you're there."

Kaeloo smiled again. "Alright. I'll be there for you whenever you need me. I… I love you too. A whole lot. I just want to make you happy, that's all I want…"

"You don't have to worry about that," Mr. Cat assured her, pulling her in again for a tender embrace.

They held each other for a few moments, Kaeloo continuing to smile almost disbelievingly as she buried her face into his shoulder. There she was, the freak, the weirdo, the unlovable moron who deserved nothing more than to be the butt of a joke, and she had somehow found love with the person for whom she'd fallen the absolute hardest. What the hell did he even see in her, anyway? Why was he still here, after all he'd been put through thanks to her? Right now, she didn't want to dwell on any of that. She just wanted to love him and have him love her, damn any contradictory reasons that could muddle any of that.

"Hey, babe…" His voice rumbled low and sensual against her ear, and Kaeloo shivered at it. "What time is it?"

Kaeloo pulled her face away from him to turn around and look at the digital clock on the stove. "It's… eight thirty-eight…" Her voice trailed off in surprise, for she had read this time not on the small digital clock, but on a large analog one hanging near the door.

"I need to get out of this habit of waking up so friggin' early," Mr. Cat mumbled to himself.

"Mr. Cat, where did that clock come from?" Kaeloo asked, ignoring his lament.

"Hmm?" He followed her gaze. "Oh, that one? I bought it."

"And did you buy all this other stuff, too?" Kaeloo moved off of him and motioned to the wall, where a computer, stacks of DVDs, and a couple of extra bazookas that she didn't recognize were all perched atop an equally unfamiliar desk, pushed up against an equally unfamiliar couch.

"Sheesh." Mr. Cat rolled his eyes lightly, sitting upright on the bed. "Now you notice. Your timing is horrendous, do you know that?"

"I noticed before, I just never asked because I let myself get…" Kaeloo blushed slightly. "Distracted."

"Aw, I didn't distract you enough this time to make you keep ignoring them?"

"Where did you get the money for all this?"

"I didn't buy all of them. Or even most of them. Most of them I just acquired."

"Acquired?!" Kaeloo repeated disbelievingly. "Did you steal all of this?!"

"No, for crying out loud!" Mr. Cat clarified quickly. "I got them in Smileyland." As Kaeloo continued to gape at him, he added with an abashed chuckle, "Because, you know, it's super easy to just summon whatever you want there. Physical things, at least. And this apartment… well, it needed a few things."

Kaeloo clicked her tongue against her teeth, relieved that he hadn't actually been robbing places in New Cross City while she was away, but still feeling a bit troubled over the whole thing. "That kind of feels like cheating," she admitted.

"A-ha!" Mr. Cat crowed triumphantly, pointing a finger at Kaeloo. "I knew you were going to say that!" There was another pause as Kaeloo continued to not say anything, just regard the acquisitions thoughtfully. "Are you angry?" he finally asked, a little too hopefully.

"I… don't know… I guess not," Kaeloo admitted with a shrug. "I feel like I should be, but then again… you're probably right. We could use all of this, and getting it in Smileyland is the most convenient way to get it."

"Aw, come on," Mr. Cat said, unable to hide the slight disappointment in his voice. "At least pretend to be angry at me?"

"Alright…" Kaeloo smirked playfully. "How dare you, Mr. Cat?! How dare you go out and take advantage of Smileyland in such a way? I am so, so angry at you!"

Mr. Cat snorted dismissively. "Weak."

"Actually, I'm more upset that you went to Smileyland without me. How are things there?"

"They're alright." Mr. Cat shrugged. "Everything looks about the same. Stumpy and Quack Quack say hi."

"Are they doing alright, on their own?"

"They're not really on their own—which is their misfortune, of course." Mr. Cat chuckled. "But really, if this is just coming from your maternal worry of them, then there's no need. They're doing fine."

"I still miss them, though," Kaeloo admitted, frowning. "They are my oldest friends, after all… and the ones I feel the most responsible for…"

"I'm not the one you feel the most responsible for?" Mr. Cat asked in mock surprise. "Or did you just give up on me as a lost cause?" He winked at her.

Kaeloo giggled and gave him a fond shove on the shoulder. "Oh, honestly, honey. You were never someone I had to mentor." Her smile faded slightly as she bit her lip in thought. "Maybe I should go visit Smileyland today… I have the day off from classes and I'm not meeting with Dr. Clark again until Thursday. While I'm at it, I should visit my parents, too…"

"Sounds good," Mr. Cat said amiably. "I can get more stuff in Smileyland. And maybe your mom can make that tuna salad again, because damn, that was good."

Kaeloo shook her head, though, surprising herself by feeling displeasure towards the idea. "But no, I don't want to go to Smileyland or Samesville today. I don't want to go anywhere. I just want to relax here with you and enjoy my day off and not do anything."

"That's dumb," Mr. Cat countered instantly. "You've got to do something. Even if it's just watching trashy TV all day."

Kaeloo barked out a self-effacing laugh. "And that's just the kind of thing I want to do. That, and…" She looked over at Mr. Cat's collection of stuff. "Do you have board games in there? Or playing cards? I want to play a game today, just with you… something just light and fun like that. It's been a rather emotional twenty-four hours for both of us, and right now I just want a breather."

"Say no more, froggy." Mr. Cat stood up and moved over towards his accumulation, looking it over carefully. "I believe there are a few things contained herein that you will deem acceptable for your casual plans for the day. While I'm gathering them, why don't you get some breakfast, pretty lady?" He smiled flirtatiously at her.

Kaeloo also grinned at that, leaping off the side of the bed. "I'll make pancakes for both of us! Because a happy day needs a happy, yummy start!"

"We already had a happy start," Mr. Cat said to her, still with his suggestive smirk. "And maybe we'll have a happy ending, too?"

Kaeloo flushed just a little bit, aware of his double entendre, yet still taking great comfort in the more traditional meaning of his words.

"I'm sure we will!"