songerein | [OPEN] Meow

Who: Alastor and YOU
Which: Interactive Dream, Open
Where: In your dream!
What: Alastor is dreamwalking again and is experimenting with shapeshifting while doing so. The shape this man ends up taking isn't quite what he was after, but he's decided to be a menace with it.
Warnings: It's Alastor. Also I needed to curse Songerein with the best meme to come out of the Hazbin fandom.

As you're going about your dream (or nightmare), you start to get the sense that there are eyes upon you. Looking around, it won't be too hard to find the source. It isn't trying to hide.

It's a cat. Or at least, you think it's a cat. It has the standard shape of a cat: four-legged, two ears, a somewhat stumpy tail, a bit on the chunk side. But it's a bit...off.

For starters, it's red. Very red. Red flag red. Its red eyes are a bit wall-eyed, almost looking in two completely opposite directions even with a tiny monocle(?!) attempting to help correct its vision. It has a large Cheshire Cat grin filled with yellow fangs. Its black-socked paws are so small that it's almost like the legs end in sharp points. And between its pointy ears are a pair of sticks or...are those...antlers?!

Meow.

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Now Angel was having the most wonderful dream. Picture this, it was a nice bright sunny day, perfect temperature to be out lounging by the pool. Which the spider demon was leisurely draped over one of deck chairs dressed in _{very small} pink sting bikini complete with cat-eyed sunglasses. On either side of him were two suspiciously familiar figures looking like someone has bought a certain Radio Demon from a sweat shop somewhere. They stood stoticly beside the porn star idly fanning him with large palm frons as yet another strange dopple, this one taking the form of grumpy cat with wings, was feeding grapes from a bowl. Surely, living the life~

It wasn't until something made the pink piglet in Angel's lap stir from his peaceful snoozing that alerted him to a dream invader. Sitting up slightly, the spider peered over the rim of his glasses to forward Fat Nuggets' line of sight. There, across the pool sat the most unnerving ~~ugly ass~~ cat he had ever seen. It was just.... staring at him.

"What the fuck?"

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The cat blinked one eye at a time, its grin widening. Then its tail started wagging, apparently happy to see Angel.

At least it's friendly...?

O...k.... Something is wrong with that cat. It... was a cat, right? Either way, Angel sat up more to pull in his legs to shield his piggy from leaping off his lap who was two seconds from launching himself off the chair.

"Easy, Nuggs. You don't know where that's been."

The cat got up and stiffly skittered forward. ~~Did it not have knees?~~ It didn't even bother attempting to go around the pool, just stiff-leggedly jumped in. It splashed down and then popped up, about a foot of daylight between its belly and the water, as its legs skittering against nothing but air. It splashed back down and popped back up a few times, no longer attempting to walk or swim or whatever, before it finally simply bobbed in the water.

Then, after a few seconds, it started working its legs again to start swimming towards Angel and Fat Nuggets like a demented pool toy.

Menacingly.

What the shit? Angel's face made a grimace as he watched the thing... walk? Or whatever it was trying to do. In a mixture or horror and amusement the sinner sat motionless to observe the show as it was trying to make its way over to him. As it got closer, he could see that the cat creature had... anters? .... Oh. Yeah... this tracks.

Moving to stand up, he walked over to the edge of the pool to crouch down, cradling his pig in his arms.

"You know Al. You really gotta stop invading my dreams uninvited." Angel snorts.

Oh. Wait. Shit. Cold panic gripped his gut. Shit shit shit shit. M-maybe it was fine. Maybe it's wasn't Alastor. Fuuuuuuck.

It was Alastor but fortunately he took the context clues of the knockoff version of himself as just some version of him would always show up in Angel's dreams. (It made him weirdly happy.)

He swam over to the side and bumped into it. Twice.

Huh. Hang on. Processing...working this out...

Blinks.

"You okay there buddy?"

Okay, if this was Alastor, he was sooooo giving him shit after this.

"Blink twice if ya want a hand."

Angel smirks down at the floating cat monstrosity. Oh, he was going to milk this. ~~He will stress about letting it slip he remembers later.~~

Well, it was a good reason not to reveal he'd meandered into this dream. Angel would never let him live this moment down.

Alastor blinked one eye at a time.

What? Angel never said he had to blink both eyes in sync.

There was another long hard stare at the cat as it blinked up at him. Well... that was something. He was going to take that as a yes.

Shifting Nuggs into his bottom set of hands he bent over to pull the waterlogged feline with his primary. Letting it drip dry for a second, he placed the beast on the warm tiles next to him.

"Soooo, what you doing butting in my dream?" He wants a beat before adding. "What's the matter? Cat got your tongue? Hahaha!"

Yes, he is so clever.

Alastor couldn't resist. It was right there. He had to do it.

He opened his mouth and an impossibly-long tongue came out to lick Angel's chin. Though it was at least like a cat's tongue in having those little rough hairs on it. Clean off whatever was leftover from eating the grapes.

It took him a few seconds to process what the fuck just happened as rhe cat's rough tongue left a tuft of Angel's white fur to stick up at an odd angle. You know... him getting licked by Alastor would have been a wet dream of his, but this... this was not how he imagined it.

After a moment he reached up to smooth his fur down and he leveled a flat stare at the feline.

"Ha ha ha... very funny Al. Next time you stick that thing out at me, I gonna show ya how to use it."

Alastor's tail wagged, the cat quite pleased with himself.

Oh this was too fun!

The sinner huffed a sigh to himself. There was no winning against Al in this form. If it was him. He still wasn't convinced that it was. Standing back up he walked back over to the deck chair to lay back down.

"Do whatevah ya want, Al. I'm going back to enjoy being pampered."

And cue another grumpy cat with wings entering the dream. This particular grumpy cat with wings, looks around, confused.

"...What the fuck?"

Upon the entrance of the newest dream guest, the little piglet snorted awake. Snapping it's head in the direction of the real grumpy cat, Fat Nuggs gave a little welcoming grunt.

Angel on the other hand... he hardly made a move to acknowledge his latest visitor. He continued to lay there like it was totally normal to be surrounded by dream doppels pampering him hand and foot. The spider ate another grape before he peered over his sunglasses at the feline.

"Oh, heeeey Husky~ Come to join the party?"

Husk sees Angel. He sees Alastor and... himself. Husk sees...some weird Alastorcat. And Husk now looks disappointed in himself for existing.

"...Somethin' tells me ain't no one gonna tell me what's goin' on."

You know what, he's just gonna walk over and nab a few of those grapes, opting to disgruntledly munch on them.

Angel just chuckles at Husk as he approached his resting place.

"First time dream walkin'? You've entered my dream." The spider shrugged. What else is there to be said? "Now, ya going to join in or not? I think I have a bottle of sunscreen somewhere. I'm due for another coat~"

At that he lazily raised a single teasing leg into the air.

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