As he tries to sleep, Schezo discovers intruders curling up against him. Requested by a tumblr anon!

Siamese Surprise

Schezo sighed as he turned over in his sleeping bag. The blanket scratched his neck, forcing him to wriggle helplessly in hopes of finding some comfort. He unzipped it a little more, exposing his upper body to the draft pushing in from the cave's entrance. He wished he had moved deeper into the cavern, but the farther he went, the more humid it became with trapped air twisting in pungency and heat.

Rubbing his eyes, Schezo rolled onto his back. He squinted at the darkness, the occasional twinkle of the crystals embedded in the walls catching his attention. He lost track of time, wondering how long he had spent writhing in his sleeping bag, discomfort plaguing his entire being.

Closing his eyes, he knew he had no choice but to accept his situation. He didn't want to move or face the wrath of the humidity plaguing the cave's depths. A little chill and uncomfortable cotton shouldn't have been much of a trial to endure, but for some reason, his body couldn't stand it. It was like bathing in ice water while wearing a heavy wool sweater, and as he fiddled with his zipper, his hand brushed against something strange.

His eyes shot open. He didn't sense any kind of monster encroaching upon him, but something was near. It wasn't human as the softness his fingers caressed was certainly not hair or clothing. It was something strangely gentle, and that only heightened his concern, leaving him reaching for his blade when an odd noise struck his ears.

"Meooow!"

He blinked, adjusting to the darkness. Raising his hand, he made out of swaths of white and brown fur. Illuminated by the glowing crystals, he took in the curled forms of tails twisting into a makeshift heart. Letting his gaze lower, he found Cait Sith rubbing their scents onto his tank top without a care in the world or understanding of time.

Crying out, Schezo flailed and lunged out of his sleeping bag. He snatched his sword, aiming it at one of them, but the cats continued grinning. He sucked down a sharp breath, kneeling by his sky lantern and turned it on, the fire crackling against the paper.

Cait Sith sniffed the lantern and purred, the warmth appreciated. They curled up against the lantern, their tails wrapping together. One of them yawned, showing off its sharp fangs, and the other quickly stretched, arching its back and splaying their paws before quickly plopping back down.

Groaning, Schezo collapsed back into his sleeping bag. If they only wanted warmth, then they could have sought out an actual home instead of interrupting him. He was certain they would be gone by the morning, and his heavy eyelids unceremoniously slammed shut, forcing his brain to surrender to slumber.

As he slept, he was immersed in the cuteness of the wild Onion Pixies frolicking in a sunflower field. They howled and battled, Puyos dropping everywhere he looked. They leaped and skipped, laughing and roaring, every single one of them seemingly more adorable than the last.

Something tickled his nose, and he sneezed, startling the Onion Pixies. Before he could call out to the fleeing demons, he sneezed again and yelped. He snapped awake, feeling as if his body had slammed into the ground, and as he gasped for breath, his bleary vision focused on the tail wiggling over his head.

Shooting upright, he groaned. Blood pooled in his skull, causing his brain to throb. Waking up swiftly hadn't been part of his morning routine, and as he glared down at the trouble-making cats, he clenched his fist as they purred, climbing onto his thighs.

"Don't make yourself comfortable. I only allowed you refuge for one night and only one night." He jabbed his thumb towards the entrance, now glowing with the morning sunlight. "Flee before I make you regret my courtesy."

Cait Sith stared at him. They tilted their heads, their ears twitching. One of them stretched, its claws digging into Schezo's knee and making him screech. They quickly jumped off him when he swatted at them, but they merely meowed and bounded over to his sleeping bag. They kneaded the wrinkled blanket, its scratchiness seemingly a great comfort to them.

"What are you-? No, no, you'll get fur on that." Schezo snatched it away, but the cats remained and hung from it, their meowing sounding more like cackling. "Hey! I'm telling you to get off!"

"Meoooow," they crooned, shaking their heads and swishing their tails.

Schezo rolled his eyes and dropped his blanket. The cats landed upright, continuing to knead. One of them peered at Schezo, licking its paw as the other cuddled into the blanket. Schezo furrowed his brow, sitting back down and rubbing his temples, wondering why they would come to him instead of someone like Arle or Rulue for company.

He wasn't the best person when it came to animals. He would either rebuke them with a slash of his sword or fawn over them like a child seeing a puppy for the first time. There really was no in-between when it came to Schezo and adorable animals, but as the cats leaped over to him and purred, he bristled.

He raised his hands as they rubbed against his legs. They curled up in his lap, climbing on him without a care in the world. Their long, coiled tails tapped against his shoulders and brushed his cheeks with unparalleled softness. Cait Sith chirped, quickly rubbing their faces against Schezo's jawline, and in that moment, Schezo knew.

He could not let these two sinfully adorable cats out of his sight.

Swooping his arms around them, he buried his face into their soft bodies. Muffling his eager scream, Schezo realized he was given a little part of heaven and fell back. As Cait Sith made themselves comfortable on his chest, Schezo sighed and fell back asleep, no longer needing to gush over any other cute critters as long as he had them.