Safety first

"Get the fuck out of my couch and put some clothes on!" You burst as you realise that all of you are in your birthday suits, you kick the head as well as your cat flying to the air with your barefoot.

"Hey! Hey! Someone might see us!"

"Why?"

"Two dudes...man, you're right. Anything I can fit in here?"

...

After the chaos, the situation is a lot calmer now. You're sitting on your lovely couch tending to your injuries while Fred's clearing the smell of bunny blood out of your room.

It's your house, you make the rules.

"Pttttt!" You spit out the disgusting taste in your mouth as you try to clean the inside of your mouth, saying. "Dumbass cat."

"Need a paw?" Fred offers while playing with your cat, it doesn't look like he had had it as bad as you. "Or a hand, I mean..."

"Very funny, Fred. Fetch more water over here, I can't believe you just left me bleeding after that."

"Sorry." Says the wolfman, heading for the sink. "I thought that licking worked for animals. I might have transformed back when I was asleep."

"Inside my house? You didn't even try to get someone!"

"Well, you're the first. And look at how that turned out."

He has a point there, you can find anyway to argue with him. And besides, you need to take care of those scratches right now.

...

Alright, it's done. Claw marks will never be as cool as scars but you could live with that. You might even get lucky with some babe thanks to these.

"Now, what has been happening around here?" Sipping some warm coffee, you says with the tone of an interrogator directly at Fred, the one who has caused you the trouble in the first place.

Written by Faith Romeyer

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