(Milliways) That's what you get for waking up in Milliways....

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

Juliet reasons to herself that she's handled Gus and Shawn's transformation very well. She's managed to avoid freaking out over the fact that she's had to buy her boyfriend a catnip mouse and broken up a fight between him and her housecat that resulted in a mutual tug-of-war over a light pointer. And that she's even had to take Gus to 'go walkies'.

But all-in-all, she decides firmly, she's handled the whole situation as well as anyone else might. Dressed in PJs, she pulls open the bedroom door and whistles sharply. "Bedtime!"

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[thesupersmeller]

Stretching fully, the puppy lets out a growly yawn and noses aside the barbecue flavored rawhide he's been drooling on.

Tail swinging in circles, he makes it through the door with a vague idea Juliet won't forget this... Like ever.

[psyched_you_out]

Shawn, who's spent the evening alternating between lounging on Juliet's sofa and running around like a maniac, gets up and follows Gus on wobbly legs.

Tired kitten is tired.

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

Oh trust her, she never will.

Not for at least a hundred years, or until the batteries are fully dead in her camera phone.

Tuffy has curled up on her windowsill in a fit of indignant anger, and Baby is sprawled on his back, tongue hanging out as he lets out an occasional fart or snort. Satisfied that there won't be any further wars between them and Gus and Shawn, Juliet tosses herself onto her bed and lets out a satisfied yawn, rolling toward the headboard, then under the covers.

"Where do you want to sleep?" she asks, fully prepared to do any light-lifting to get the boys where they want to go.

[thesupersmeller]

Tail wiggling his chubby body, the puppy pads quickly to the side of the bed - attempting without luck to scramble up onto the mattress.

Hey, it doesn't count as sleeping together when you're animals. New rule.

[psyched_you_out]

There's nothing wrong with a little platonic cuddling between friends. He will stick by this opinion forever.

He manages to scramble up on the comforter and stretches out, waiting for Jules to come to Gus's aid.

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

It only takes Juliet a second to scoop up Gus and gently deposit him on the quilt. She eyes their fluffy forms for just a moment before stretching out. "Let me know if you need to go again," she tells Gus, before flicking off the light. It's been a fun - but very long - day.

[thesupersmeller]

With a soft 'wuff', the pup sniffs at the comforter until he runs nose-first into the orange kitty and knocks him over for further smells.

The day's worth of smells have left him intoxicated, to say the least. He's gonna miss being a puppy.

[psyched_you_out]

Shawn isn't quite as enamored of kittenhood, but it has been a pretty fun experience. Which, from what he understands about Cubefall, is pretty much the point.

He yawns as Gus finishes his sniffing. One wonders how Shawn's feline form still manages to smell like fruit-scented hair gel.

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

Juliet can't help but chuckle at Gus' excited locomotion; he's getting more exercise as a puppy than he ever did as a man. Lying back to watch their antics for a moment, soon she pats her pillow sharply. "UP." If Tuffy and Baby were awake they'd never allow this, but Juliet doesn't see the harm in letting Shawn and Gus sleep on her pillow for the next.... "How many nights is this supposed to last?"

And she needs to stop talking to two non-speaking animal-shaped people.

[thesupersmeller]

Hey, said animal people can understand. They can't exactly answer that question, but they understand it.

Gus wiggles up to the pillow, snugging against Juliet's side and licking happily at her wrist and hand before flopping over onto the pillow.

[psyched_you_out]

Shawn just gives her a surprisingly human-like shrug before curling up next to Gus.

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

She knows they understand her. If only she could understand what they were really thinking.

But her mind's the least important part of Juliet's anatomy right now. This is, after all, surprisingly cozy. She buries one hand in Shawn's scruffy neck and rests the other on Gus' rolly-polly little back.

"Night guys."

[thesupersmeller]

Wiggling up against the gentle touch, Gus turns his head to lick eagerly at her fingers before snugging back against her and Shawn both.

It's kind of the nicest feeling he's had in months... maybe years. Which is kind of sad.

Yup, definitely gonna miss being a puppy.

[psyched_you_out]

all Shawn cares about right now is that he's sleepy and he's with his two favorite people.

(... Make of that what you will.)

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

And so is Juliet. She cuddles down and relaxes totally, slowly falling asleep.

[thesupersmeller]

Sleep is easy for the puppy.

And when he wakes up, all he can feel is the warm crush of tangled limbs as he snuggles up against Juliet's back - inhaling the scent of her hair as he feels a strong, familiar hand close around his forearm.

With a low sighing groan, he wiggles the slightest bit closer before realizing he's no longer a puppy - and clearly the kitty has also come back to human life.

Thank God for small favors and clothing being with them.

"Oh, man... that was some crazy..."

[psyched_you_out]

Waking up with Juliet is not new. Waking up with Gus there.... well, that's definitely not normal. Not that it's unpleasant - he remembers last night well enough to know that platonic snuggling is well within his personal moral code. Even if they hadn't been animal shaped.

It's still probably going to make breakfast awkward, though.

"Morning."

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

Juliet smiles when she opens her eyes. Yep, this is definitely pretty normal. "Morning...." then she processes the sound of Gus' voice. And her eyes widen.

"Is everybody back to normal?"

[thesupersmeller]

Reflexively, Gus tighten's his arm around Juliet's chest as it's wedged between the couple in a way that has absolutely no psychological implications. Then, quickly, he rolled away and checked his body over mentally.

"Yeah, yeah... I'm all good."

[psyched_you_out]

"All present and accounted for."

his hair's even more bedheady than it usually is in the morning, but that's the least of his concerns at the moment. He looks Gus in the eye.

"I could go for some breakfast."

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

She lets out a soft grunt when Gus grabs her. The weirdness of the moment doesn't escape her, yet it almost feels comfortable, natural. "Gus, let go of my breast!"

Then she squeezes Shawn's hand, and realizes she's glad it's no longer a furry paw. "Want to go out or order in?" She's addressing them both.

[thesupersmeller]

Hey, he let go as soon as he realized he was grabbing that and not Shawn. He's a good guy.

"Out," he groans, closing his eyes. "I am in no mood to make waffles right now."

Truthfully, he kind of wants to go back to that warm snuggly puppy place. That was nice.

[psyched_you_out]

Shawn raises an eyebrow, but doesn't make any further comment on that issue.

"Going out sounds good."

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

The warm snuggly puppy phase was indeed cute - and always is, unless you're the one doing the pooper scooping. Jules yawns and stretches, then slowly sits up and automatically reaches for the top button of her pjs.

Then pauses.

"Can i have some privacy guys?"

[thesupersmeller]

Rolling out of bed, Gus somewhat unsurprisingly ends up tumbling just as gracelessly as his puppy-self would have on his journey to the bathroom.

There are things his eyes were never meant to see - what's under that pajama top? Definitely one of those things.

[psyched_you_out]

he gallantly averts his eyes. Although it's not like he hasn't seen it before.

"So where do you guys wanna go for breakfast? My tummy's rumbly."

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

TWO of those things, Gus. She waits for the sound of water rushing into a basin to fill the air before she pulls off her pjs and changes her underwear. "Waffle house?" she suggests.

[thesupersmeller]

"What about that brunch place we went to that one time? They do a great three egg burrito with chorizo and bacon."

Gus washes his hands and face, knowing full and well where they'd been as his puppy self. His emergency toothbrush is still in the Bluebeery - back at the office.

[psyched_you_out]

"Was that Crepe Expectations?"

He's a sucker for a punny name.

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

"I think it was The Egg And I," Juliet says. She starts brushing her hair, then pulls on a tee-shirt.

[thesupersmeller]

"Juliet's right," he replies, still drying his face when he comes out of the bathroom.

"You're thinking the one that makes waffles bigger than your head."

[psyched_you_out]

"Oooh yeah."

Mmm. Waffles.

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

Juliet finishes brushing her hair and then dabs her pulse-points with a few drops of perfume; it'll be enough to mask any sleep-funk she's got. Popping a piece of gum between her lips, she glances back at Shawn and slides into her pants. "You want waffles." It's a playful accusation - she knows that tone of voice and what it means.

[thesupersmeller]

Gus licks his lips, still swearing he smells like puppy, "I could go for some of that action."

Big waffles are always on. Especially with their honey butter and pecan syrup.

[psyched_you_out]

"Waffles it is, then."

He loves it when they all agree.

He finally rolls out of bed, still dressed in the outfit he had on the first night of Cubefall. They should probably change at some point before going on in public.

"I call next turn in the bathroom."

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

That'll involve swinging by Shawn's place...DOES Shawn still keep stuff like that at his place? Juliet's not one to quibble. "Mmm, waffles and butter...Sound all right, Gus?" Normally she and Shawn would use the shower together, but they do have a guest.

[thesupersmeller]

At least he'll have a clear shirt for Gus... probably pants too.

"Mmmhmm, works for me - my car's still at the office though."

[psyched_you_out]

He tends to keep spare clothes wherever he thinks he might need them, including the office. You never know when you might be the victim of a stealth water balloon attack.

"Jules can drive her car. Right, babe?"

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

Or a driveby fruiting.

It's happened before.

"Yep," she grins. It takes her a minute to grab her gun and badge and strap them on. "Do I?" she asks Shawn. She's looking to hear she's presentable enough to bump into the Chief.

[thesupersmeller]

Of course, Gus buts in; "You look fine, Juliet. Just like a girl that didn't spend the night with two guys that were house pets when they went to bed."

Unlike Shawn who looked like he'd had his head licked clean.

Oh yeah, right...

[psyched_you_out]

He gives Gus a look.

"You look great." He leans over and gives her a peck on the cheek before ducking into the bathroom to spruce himself up a bit.


"Let's roll!"

[craftylildoodlepumpkin]

"...This is still the weirdest thing that's ever happened to me."

She eyes Gus and picks up her keys, still smiling at the peck Shawn gave her. "I rubbed your belly." She still can't believe that.

[thesupersmeller]

Hey, that belly rub was good for both of them.

Gus' back stiffens and he follows close behind. "You know that's right..."