[Action] That darn cat.

[respectedman]

Who: Dean Smith and Phil the Stoner
Where: Mirrorside hallways/rooms
When: Early evening.
Rating: God only knows with these two. You've been forewarned.
Summary: Everything was just peachy and life had one less idiot in it until the cat intervened.
The (Back)Story: About two weeks after this.

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[britchillsout]

[ Phil doesn't even notice either of the intruders at first, what with lying happily sprawled across his mattress after a satisfying date with Mrs Palmer and her five daughters.

It takes a heavy cat pounce to Phil's stomach to get his attention. ]

Urghh, wh-- Pizza?

[ He blinks, confused, and pushes himself up on one elbow, excitedly petting the tabby with his free hand. ]

...Pizza! Heeey, I haven't seen you in ages! Awwww, I missed my favourite Wonderland kitty~

[respectedman]

[Phil is looking incredibly classy, as per usual, spread-eagled on his mattress, box of tissues on the floor next to him. Dean tries not to wrinkle his nose. Of course the cat led him here. The clever little bastard. It knew. Dean hangs back against the door, watching Pizza rub its face against Phil's knuckles.]

Almost two weeks.

[He offers quietly, uncrossing his arms and stuffing the cat brush in his pants pocket. Walking over to the bedsi- mattress-side, whatever, Dean bends at the waist and scoops up the cat, letting it hang halfway over his shoulder, supported with one hand, as he moves back towards the door.

"Frigid" doesn't even begin to describe Smith's demeanor.]

I should go.

[britchillsout]

[ Surprise over surprise! ]

Dean!

[ Unlike that guy on the other side Mirror Philip's brain is not wired to arrive at all the worst possible themes in a second, so he hardly has time to get over his delight of seeing Dean before the same deprives him of his wonderkitty.

Phil sits up straight, but fails to react to the abduction on time. Sigh. Too bad. But hey, it's Dean! ]

I was just thinking about y--

[ He stops himself as his eyes wander towards the used tissues on the floor. Is that another one of those things which Dean really doesn't want to hear, especially not in context?

Hmohwell, probably doesn't matter when he's already- already almost out of the door again... ]

H-hey, wait! You just--

[ Phil stumbles to his feet, predictably enough almost losing his trousers in the process.

He buttons up, straightens himself and brushes crumbs of the cat's namesake off his clothes. ]

You, uh, you just got here!

[respectedman]

Congratulations, you've pointed out the obvious.

[Dean ignores the little needlepoint claws kneading his shoulder, pausing in the doorway and watching Phil warily. Eyes darting down to the (ohgodsofilthy) floor, he glances back up at the Englishman.]

Clearly I must have interrupted something.

[The amusement is dry, but still there, and at least he's not bolting out the door.]

[fusiawol]

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[horomidi]

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