Cat and Spam Soup.

[chibi_trillian]

Chibi's morning went as follows:

Alarm: SIX-THIRTY, BITCH, TIME TO GET UP.
Chibi: Screw you, alarm clock. You're a tool of The Man, trying to make me conform to the same circadian cycle as all your other drones. WELL IT WON'T WORK THIS TIME, MISTER, BECAUSE I'M FRE--
Vivi: SIX-THIRTY, MOM, TIME TO FEED ME.
Chibi: Coming, Vivi-chwan! ♥
Chibi: *feeds the Princess*
Meowing noises: *don't stop*
Chibi: Huh?
GREAT BIG FUCKING HUGE STRAY CAT ON PATIO: HI!
Chibi: O_o
Chibi: *feeds him too*

And then he didn't eat it. He just wanted attention. But this cat had to have been twenty pounds if he was an ounce and it was all muscle. BIG KITTEH.

I've had this horrid craving for good Smoker!fic lately. *gnaws on fandom* GIMMEH. [/subtle hinting] And I've also had the vague urge to write DBS-verse Ben and Shanks, but I'd have to get Metta-chan's permission for that one and there's a song on a CD I'm hopefully getting tomorrow that I'd like to have first. BUT BEFORE THAT, I HAVE WAY TOO MANY REQUEST FICS TO WRITE INCLUDING A BIRTHDAY FIC THAT I'M SHAMEFULLY, SEPPUKU-TEKKAI-WORTHY LATE ON. Sorry, dethorats. ;_;