Scaly and Hungry

[They put the plate of fruit on their desk. They are absolutely fighting the urge to just rush in and give him a big stupid hug. But he’s so sleepy. It would be PRETTY RUDE to wake him up! However, the urge to yell excitedly will not cease. They sit this way for all of five minutes before thinking, well, he’ll probably be happy to hear this anyway.]

[They scutter up next to him, gently tapping him on the shoulder and whispering at him.]

“Wh...?”

[He’s drowsy still, rubbing his eyes wearily and slowly rolling onto his back. Hilariously, he starts slapping his tail on the bed.]

[HE IS HERE]

[They come back in a few minutes with a goodly amount of fruit and a couple of hardboiled eggs, calling into the room as they come through the door.]

[They idly twiddle their neck claws, folding their arms behind their head.]

[They smile to themselves, thinking of all the wonderful places them and Shep could potentially be going. Oh, yes, there would most definitely be beaches in their future. Also, jungles, both planty and concrete. The best part? No need to pay for transportation. No airplanes whatsoever, either, which made them all the more excited about it.]

[Shiori looks away a bit, huddling his face under their arm for a bit, before eventually coming back out as they laugh. If he could make a face at their word choice, he would.]

[They lightly drape an arm over him, continuing to gently pet the big ol’ lizard. They’re quiet for a while, simply enjoying the sunshine and the feeling of cool grass on the back of their neck. Nothing like being stuck in a building for months to really renew your love for the outside world. They sigh, happily. It’s nice to be lounging in the sun with someone you love, regardless of whether or not he happens to be a large lizard at the time.]

[He gently huddles close, the sun warming his scales. This is actually pretty nice. It’d be nicer if it were a beach or something, but beggars can’t be choosers. Still. He gently stretches his front legs out on their chest.]

“Oh, god, could you imagine? Of all the rotten luck you’d have to have for time to align just so! Then again, eggs always seem to happen at the worst possible time. You’d think it was some weird sixth sense or something.” 

[They pause, remembering that they still really have to talk to Masami about getting this bullshit straightened out.]

“Well, hopefully you’re back to normal soon. Like you said, wouldn’t want that to hit when you’re in an unfamiliar body, god knows I wouldn’t.”

That would be awful. Though I am sorta starting to get used to it. Hopefully nothing goes wrong before then.

This is true. I am glad that I do not have to deal with eggs right now. Who knows how that would be.

[They raise a hand, idly scritching his scaly head.]

[It was pretty nice out today, so you thought the two of you could go outside and sit in the sunshine for a while. You’ve walked out to the little field behind the treeline with him, and decided it was a nice, warm place to blob out for a while.]

[At the moment, Shep is sitting right on top of you, which might have been a little uncomfy if he were a tad bit more human at the moment. They squint, watching the clouds drift by, sort of thinking out loud.]

[Idly, he paws his little clawed feet at their chest and flicks out his tongue. He really hopes this isn’t too much of a burden. Making a throaty croak, he pats his tail against them in a pattern.]

They fell asleep next to Shep last night and woke up next to a big lizard who looks like Shep and seems to like them. Shep is now mysteriously absent. They skitter over to the nearest sunny window (it’s easier to see in sunlight) and get a good look at his eyes. Those sure are two different shades.

They can’t help but get a bit nervous as they climb to higher and higher floors with no trace of him. They even look in the back of the medical room to see if he’s there, and there’s nothing but some jars filled with stuff and the gnawed-through cage. They really are starting to get more fretful, and they even go into the control room to look at the cameras and shout over the PA for him.

Huh…that’s weird. He usually calls right back. Maybe he’s on another floor. Time to get up and look for him, they suppose. They wriggle off the sheets and roll onto the floor, pointy legs clicking against the tile. They watch the lizard for a few seconds. Hm. What to do? They don’t want anything eyeing their bugs like a snack, and this guy looks like he’s big enough to topple a tank if he tried. Plus, they don’t want this big lizard to wander off anywhere and get lost, so they decide to take this big ol buddy with them. 

They slide their arms under the lizard, and walk out the door carrying it, mumbling to it as they walk down the halls and peek into rooms.

They frown slightly, more puzzled then anything, as they lean over, trying to peek out the door as they shout down the hall.

“Sheeeeep? There’s a big lizard in here. Is it…is it yours?”

Now, the question is, what the heck is in their bed?