Omelettes

[11:54] [Alex] I wake up. I feel amazing!

I roll and look at Vanilla. She’s sleeping peacefully. I snuggle up to her and hug her. I hear someone in the kitchen and smell fishy deliciousness. I share my energy with Vanilla. How am I doing these things?!

Vanilla coughs, a cute little sound that warms my heart. She opens her eyes and looks at me, snuggled up to her. She’s blushing a little. “You okay?”

She nods. “Sorry you always get the shaft.”

“What do you mean?”

“Ever since I've met you, you've been concussed, or comatose, or dying of a fever.”

“Oh…”

She looks away in shame. “You do realize though…watching you two made me jealous. You could have at least tried to wake me up and invited me…”

She starts silently sobbing and hugs me. I hug her and scratch between her ears while rubbing her back. “I thought you were never gonna wake up! You were out for two days when I left!”

“Vanilla, I…don’t know what to say.”

She looks at me. Slowly, she smiles. She snuggles in. Quietly, she says, “Then don’t say anything.”

We lay there and cuddle for a few minutes in silence. “Vanilla, as much as I want to just lay here and cuddle, it smells like Chocola is cooking something fishy and delicious. I’m sure she’s worried.”

Vanilla giggles. “Jeez, you even master being a cat quickly!”

She closes her eyes, then continues. “But I’m too comfy to get up...”

I think for a moment. “Hmm…If you don’t get up, I’ll tickle you!”

She jumps out of bed. I do the same and realize that my clothes have been bleached of color. The lines are there, but faint. She looks at me. In a concerned voice, she says, “Umm…Alex, you’re blushing…you okay? It’s not gonna happen again, is it?”

“I don’t think so…I had started to feel feverish a few minutes before you caught me…so if I think it’s gonna happen, I’ll warn you.”

Her eyes soften with a look of protectiveness. We walk to the kitchen. Chocola turns around as we walk in. “I thought I heard you…”

“What smells so good?”

“Seafood omelettes.”

Vanilla looks at Chocola. “Please tell me you made some for Alex…To deprive her of your cooking would be cruel…and especially of your seafood omelets.”

“I’ve never had an omelet with seafood, so I’m excited…and I’m not just saying that because I’m a cat!”

She turns around and goes back to cooking. “Come on, let’s give her some space.”

I throw myself on the couch. “I’d recommend you finish eating before me and run…”

“Why?”

“I don’t know if I’ll be able to control myself.”

I see it dawn on her as she puts it all together. “Wait…you're in heat too, aren't you? You want some cuddles?”

“Y-yes...i-if th-that's okay with you.”

“I don't mind at all...”

She climbs up on top of me and wraps me in her arms. She lays her head on my chest and looks into my eyes.

She starts licking the slope of my neck. I shiver. “S-stop it! I d-don’t l-like it!”

Total lie.

She starts sucking the spot she was licking. My breathing gets heavier. “S-stop! It’ll leave a hickey! Everyone’ll see!”

My resolve is crumbling. She pulls away. Thank god…Is it even possible for me to blush harder than I already am?

I turn my head and pale. Chocola is standing in the kitchen doorway, blushing. "You two are cute..."

“Breakfast is done, Vanilla. Go ahead and eat. I’ll be along…after I get my turn…”

I gesture to my body. "All yours..."

Vanilla looks at me quizzically, but lets go of my hands and enters the kitchen. I hear her start eating. Chocola climbs onto the couch, then cuddles me from the side. I roll onto my side. Our eyes lock. I stare into her soft, chocolate brown eyes. “I’d love to spend all day looking into those eyes. Alas, life exists, and it is demanding.”

She giggles. I envelop her in a hug. “Nngh...! Lexa-…I mean, Alex-chan...this is nice...”