I bring tiny fic!
"Ooh" Pesh thought, "Sunbeam!"
It was a nice, large, sunbeam, falling across a person's lap. Pesh pounced on it, and settled on the lap.
She wasn't moving. The person started scritching her ears. This was good.
Midnighter watched Apollo, settled comfortably on a sofa with a book in his hand and a cat on his lap. The computer could think of no way to make him happier. Apollo turned and beckoned him. Midnighter nestled next to his husband, careful not to block his sun.
The computer never could make sense of Apollo.
It was a nice, large, sunbeam, falling across a person's lap. Pesh pounced on it, and settled on the lap.
She wasn't moving. The person started scritching her ears. This was good.
Midnighter watched Apollo, settled comfortably on a sofa with a book in his hand and a cat on his lap. The computer could think of no way to make him happier. Apollo turned and beckoned him. Midnighter nestled next to his husband, careful not to block his sun.
The computer never could make sense of Apollo.