Room 227, Friday evening

[blessed_twice]

When Bel had destroyed the spellbook and ended the possession of Phoebe, Lana, and Marie, all their spells had worn off. Including the one that had turned Wyatt into a sugar glider.

So now he was human again. Sleeping. Naked. And snuggling against Anders in his bed.

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[cantgetnorelief]

Because you know, that, after everything, was all Anders really needed right now.

Especially considering he'd finally gotten to sleep.

. . . no, he hadn't noticed that the snuggling thing in his bed wasn't wee and furry, yet.

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt sighed sleepily and snuggled closer. For some reason he'd been dreaming of mealworms. Huh. Weird.

[cantgetnorelief]

"Mmmmmph," Anders mumbled, frowning and twitching away.

[blessed_twice]

The twitching woke Wyatt. He blinked his eyes open. And stared.