The weekend had managed to deem itself very, very moosey interesting.
There were a few things Alphonse learned today: First of those, if a
moose and squirrel are lost in the woods and soon run away because of two figures dressed in black, don't decide to
look for what they were looking for the next day. It will lead to your friends doing really, really weird things and eventually falling into holes. Also, upsidasium, whatever it happens to be, is not worth going after yourself. He'll leave that up to somebody else to figure out.
After joining
Tim on the roof for a while, Alphonse decided to return back to his alcove. Cuddles seemed happy to see him, at least, since the kitten spent most of its day lazing around like any true cat. However, this probably meant he wasn't going to let Alphonse sleep, now. But that was ooookay.
Alphonse sprawled out on his bed and watched in amusement as Cuddles pounced across the small space to catch whatever he saw in the air.
[ ooc: Open if you want to invade. ]