Peter's School

[mellowout_]

Louis is setting a preliminary exam for his new ecology class. Just information gathering to see what they know and learn of their experiences. He'd done his best to set them at ease, but there were still a few frantic revisers and pencil-chewers. He settles down at his desk for a quiet cup of tea.

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[never_been_laid]

Peter slips in in cat form, padding daintily past the desks. One girl smiles and leans down to pet him and she gets an affectionate nuzzle that makes her giggle. She looks up at Louis carefully before raising her other hand.

"Mister Louis, sir? Is, um...is he yours?"

[mellowout_]

Louis beams, and drops a hand low to wriggle his fingers and call the cat to him.

"Yes. He is mine. Beautiful, is he not?"

[never_been_laid]

She nods and looks down at her paper. She actually knows most of this stuff, so she feels no pressure not to pick him up, snuggling him as she brings him up to Mister Louis.

"He's lovely. Very long tail, though. What kind of cat is he?"

[mellowout_]

He takes the cat and holds and strokes him as if he were the most precious being in all creation.

"He is an Andean Mountain Cat. I found him during my travels last year."

...these things are both true.

[never_been_laid]

She smiles.

"Well, normally I'd be telling you about how you shouldn't try and tame wild cats, but this one seems sweet enough and he looks healthy and happy."

[mellowout_]

He laughs and beams at her.

"Right, you are. But, this one had already been loved and tamed by others around him. I do not think he would be happy in the wild any longer."

He finds the good scritchy spot just under Peter's left ear.

[never_been_laid]

Oh how the cat flops over like he's playing dead except one leg twitchs, unabashed. She giggles now.

"Yeah, he looks like a real fuzzball."

[mellowout_]

Louis chuckles.

"Sit and finish your exam. I cannot make your syllabus without it."

[never_been_laid]

She pouts, because the cat is cute, but nods and returns to her seat.

"Can I play with him after?"

The cat in question is in happy purring land.

[mellowout_]

He nods to her.

"Of course. If he wishes to play."

He's still petting and cuddling.

[never_been_laid]

She nods and sits back down. Peter, on the other hand, flops entirely over onto his belly.

*Mmmmmmmmmmno class this period. Decided to come by and see how you were doing.*

[mellowout_]

And he is stroked and cuddled and loved.

*Thank you, my love. We are doing well. I am evaluating their areas of knowledge and interest today.*

[never_been_laid]

*I figured. Didn't see you as the pop-test sort.*

[mellowout_]

*No. The pop-tests happen often enough in real life.*

[never_been_laid]

*Yes. Tell me about it. How goes things?*

[mellowout_]

*Very well. Not nearly as much trouble as I expected. Although most of them still stare at me a lot of the time.*

He meets eyes with one distracted boy and indicates that he should refocus on his paper.