Room 314, Wednesday Evening

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The cat who was Five was still hanging around Belle today. Still being grumpy and growly and adorable and occasionally teleporting because that was just how he was as a cat. Apparently. Which was not terribly different from how he was as a boy but Belle would never admit that, not even to herself.

"At least you haven't smashed anything today," she told the cat on her bed. "Yet. That's progress."

Maybe the catnip had helped? He'd certainly seemed to enjoy it.

[Expecting the cat boy! But I certainly won't keep anyone else out that would be rude especially since someone else lives here.]

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He was definitely enjoying the catnip. As evident from him rolling around in the little pile of it. Which would have been adorable and photo-worthy for future blackmail had he not immediately done the most aggravating thing and turned back into a human.

A human missing his clothes.

"What the hell?"

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Hopefully someone had gotten photos of the cat being adorable at some point!

"You're you!" Belle exclaimed.

Followed immediately by "oh, you're...where are your clothes!"

She was absolutely not looking. Maybe a little. For science.

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"Where are my clothes?" he demanded, teleporting a little unsteadily thanks to catnip. Which meant he fell down after teleporting only a few feet away. "Did you drug me?"

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"I don't have your clothes," Belle said, wide-eyed and still trying her best not to look at him.

"You've been a cat and of course I didn't drug you! What an idea. You had a little catnip, that's all."

She'd drugged a cat. Not you. Totally different, Five.

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"Just---give me your pillow," he demanded covering himself up with both hands. This was terrible and no one was allowed to tell his brother about it.

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"Take the blanket," Belle said quickly.

She put her face on that pillow!

"I think that would be better. Here!" She pulled the blanket off her bed and held it out roughly in his direction, still trying her very best not to look at him much.

She wasn't going to tell his brother but the squirrels were probably currently overcome with glittery glee.

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The squirrels would face his rage, to be honest.

Five huffed and awkwardly shuffled to grab the blanket and wrap it around himself like a poor, shivering, Dickensian orphan. Take that Timothee Chamalet. "This never happened."

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The squirrels would probably be thoroughly unimpressed by said rage. The squirrels were like that.

"You being unclothed or you being a cat?" Belle asked, darting a glance over at him now that it was safer to do so. "That was hardly an appropriate way to end a discussion!"

Obviously he'd done it on purpose and then stayed a cat for his own mysterious Five reasons.

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"Both!"

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"Other people saw you being a cat," Belle said. "You were a bit of a nuisance the other morning."

But he'd been so cute curled up on her bed and there had been purring. She was saving that fact for later.

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"...YOU..." He didn't even have words for this.

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"Me??" How dare.

"I've been trying to take care of you for the past week." And change! "You were the one hissing and growling and smashing teacups!"

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"Well, maybe I was upset about the situation." And was him. Mostly the latter.

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"You were much less upset after the catnip," Belle said.

So thank you very much, Sakaki!

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"I was much less upset with a margarita as well!" Which was clearly the same thing.

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"That is probably worse for cats than coffee!"

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"Well, I would have liked it now," Five snapped like the sullen child he was deep down inside. And outside.

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"You'll have to go somewhere else for that," Belle said. "We certainly don't have any lying around this room!"

Other dorm rooms might have the necessary ingredients though.

"You ought to find some clothing first," she added. Just in case he hadn't thought of that.

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Five rolled his eyes and hiked the blanket up a little more. "Gladly," he replied, stomping toward the door.

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"You can keep the blanket!"

"And," Belle added, fighting back a grin, "don't forget the cat toys."

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"I loathe you." Yes, the person that he'd totally purred at.

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If only there had been video to capture the purring.

"And you're horrid," Belle told him cheerfully. "But I'm glad you're back to yourself."

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Five drew up short at that and nodded in agreement because he couldn't find anything to argue with that. Which wasn't fair at all.

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They hadn't argued in days and days. What was the world coming to? Maybe Belle needed to start an argument.

"Have you come up with an explanation for what happened that isn't magic?"

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Ah, much better. Which was why there was a slight look of appreciation before he made a frustrated noise and teleported out of the room without falling over.

Inside the room. He fell over in the hallway, though.

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"You could use the door like a normal person," Belle called out.

Because she heard that thump.