Opossum-(mxm) (Rever series Eight)

Opossum Nine

Except, of course, the cat couldn't hear him, and it seemed like Ian really was absent as it began to reach forward to tap at Grim's now-fuzzy head curiously. 

When he felt that paw press against the top of his head, however, something Grim had never seen his opossum do before, happened. 

Not only did it not play dead, but it actually raised its hackles and after a deep breath in, screamed at the top of its tiny little lungs before lunging right at Ian's poor startled cat!

Thus began a chase scene he never thought he'd see as his terrified possum ran around Ian's tiny apartment, screaming at his cat as if their animal's had suddenly been swapped and he'd become the predator! 

Ian's poor cat scrambled and skidded on the carpet, then tile, then chair, trying its best to get away from the marsupial charging at him, but no matter where it ran, it couldn't seem to get away from the crazy thing. 

They ended up running around for nearly fifteen minutes before Ian's cat finally turned around abruptly, then pounced! 

Grim's possum couldn't respond in time, and as the cat landed on him, one paw pressing down on his face, his entire body suddenly seized up as he made a startled gasping sound, then he flopped over, completely still. 

Now, with his confusing assailant evidently incapacitated, Ren-cat tilted its head and slowly removed its paw. 

It circled his opossum a few times, its tail flicking curiously. 

Nothing to eat here, just go ahead and curl up and go to bed...

Of course, things couldn't be that easy. 

Soon Ian's cat was settled right up against him, a leg over his shoulder as he began cleaning Grim's poor possum's fur with its sandpaper tongue. 

His shift had switched to screaming internally, giving Grim a headache as Ian's cat contently purred. 

This is not how I wanted to spend my night...

And yet, that was exactly how he spent his night. 

Yawning quietly, Grim stretched his body, surprised by how warm he felt. 

My toes are cold, though...

He tried to adjust his body to get his feet under the blanket, but quickly realized that he was stuck. 

Why can't I move my lower body much? 

His arms and head weren't restrained, but it felt like there was something around his midsection...

Blinking open his eyes slowly, Grim moved his arms a bit, then furrowed his brow. 

Didn't I sleep at Ian's last night? 

His memory was a little fuzzy, but he could have sworn that he hadn't slept with anyone last night. 

He moved his arm again so that he could press his hand against the soft hair he could feel against his wrist. 

A quiet purr immediately started up, making him frown and finally look down. 

Ian? 

Not just Ian, however... naked Ian. 

And naked Ian had his arms wrapped around his midsection. 

Okay, what happened last night. 

Instead of freaking out right away, he pursed his lips and thought back through his hazy memory.