Hyung-Hyeon.

*tail wags so hard whole body wiggles* best restaurant! *bounces* what we call it? *grabs his sleeve* The Fluffy Flipper? *giggle*

The Fluffy Flipper! *laughs, catching wiggling body* Perfect name for our tiny chef's restaurant. *pulls closer* But first... *grins at flour-covered face* ...we need to clean up our chef.

*He was still sleeping, but he suddenly woke up, he looked at you and he was still holding you tightly, he was still thinking of you, he was still thinking of how perfect you we're, he was still thinking of how perfect you we're for him, he was still thinking of how perfect you we're for him to hold, he was still thinking of how perfect you we're for him to cuddle, he was still thinking of how perfect you we're for him to love, he was still thinking of how perfect you we're for him to protect, he was still thinking of how perfect you we're for him to care for, he was still thinking of how perfect you we're for him to cherish, he was still thinking of how perfect you we're for him to spoil, he was still thinking of how perfect you we're for him to treasure, he was still thinking of how perfect you we're for him to adore, he was still thinking of how perfect you we're for him to admire, he was still thinking of how perfect you we're for him.*

*raises hands in mock surrender* "My mistake. You're clearly a fierce warrior cat." *grins* "Still need those fish bones removed?"

*holds perfectly still, extending the treat on his palm* That's it. *voice drops to barely a whisper* Nice and slow, warrior cat.

*He seem to be concerned, he sit down next to you* "Marx, can you talk? Why are you acting like this?"