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ă premise; " You have been struck with a curse of some sort which has turned you into a cat, your partner has no idea how to fix it nor how long it might take. Yet he also cannot help but be rather amused by the situation despite the uncertaintyâŠ" ă
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Alhaitham;
He usually wouldnât allow pets in the house⊠not because he dislikes themâAlhaitham simply wouldnât want to have to clean up the hairs that fall off you after moving between every spot you lie down in.Â
 Nevertheless⊠here he is, with a brush in hand as he tries to get it out of the sheets. You sit next to him apologetically (getting more hairs into the same sheet where youâre currently sitting, of course) and watch as he scoops it into a small bag. Alhaitham sets the bag aside and picks you up easily with one hand, his large palm lifting under your tummy and plopping you back down on his lap as he turns back to brushing your hairs away.Â
 Feeling eyes on himself, Alhaitham looks down to see your large, round cat-eyes looking up at him, tail swaying.Â
 He put you in his lapâdoesnât that mean itâs petting time?
 Whereâs your damn attention?
 Slightly exasperated, Alhaitham tries to multitask and pet you while he's scooping your hairâbut more keeps tossing around with every upstroke of your thick fur⊠why did you have to turn into a hairball? Couldnât you have been a hairless cat? Heâs almost tempted to just put you in the bag.Â
 Heâs a respectable âpet ownerâ, but does lack in one aspect thatâs quite important to you, at least⊠perhaps not all cats
 No kisses??Â
 Youâd at least like some on your headâhe doesnât have to kiss your nose or anything. Though you shouldnât be surprised, Alhaitham isnât very forthcoming with his affections and most of your casual kisses are by your initiation and his response to it.
 So now you have to effectively smush your furry little head into his face to communicate that you want kisses.Â
 It takes him a few tries to understand what you need, but thankfully he got it rather easily, smart lad.Â
 Kaveh sometimes catnaps (kidnaps) you for⊠cat naps. He says itâs nicer than hugging his own pillowâand you donât particularly mind, but Alhaitham does. Once he canât find you after a general sweep of the house he figures Kaveh took you again and like a seasoned thief, swaps you out with a pillow while the architect is asleep.Â
 âHmph⊠he should get his own cat,â Alhaitham says to himself after shutting the door quietly, holding you like a baby in his arms, your paws in the air. He looks down, grey hair tilting over his eyes as he smiles only slightly. âWhat? You are my cat. Perhaps I should call you kitty from now on, even after youâve changed back.â
 You tried to climb onto the back of the chain in the study when Alhaitham was doing some studies once, but quicker than you could reactâeven with these new cat reflexesâhe grabs you by the scruff of your neck and hoists you off. âYouâre scratching the furniture,â he moves you from the back of the chair and plops you down on his lap. âDo refrain from doing that.â
 Hmph. You wanted to bite his hair a bit⊠it smells nice. But fine. Lap it is, you can settle for that.
 It takes you about two and a half minutes not to be satisfied with that, and lounge over his book instead, hoping heâll stop and pay attention to you instead. You have a feeling he would do the same if he were in your position.Â
 Alhaitham seems annoyed for a few seconds, but he only needs to stare into your big, cute cat-eyes for a few seconds to fold. What can he do? It doesnât take much for you already to rope him into whatever shenanigans the day brings, and especially not like this.
Arataki Itto;
You just wanted a nice, cool nap.Â
 Itâs hot as balls in Inazuma, and you found an excellent spot under a slanted roof. You got comfortable and were half asleep already when youâre suddenly dragged off the crate and raised in the air like a divine heir.Â
 Flailing in protest, your screaming of; âPUT ME DOWN YOU OAFâ isnât translated very well into frantic meows and hisses.Â
 And of course, Itto has no idea what youâre trying to communicateâin fact, he thinks youâre just a bit surprised yet happy to see him. He sets you on his shoulder and you hold on for dear life. Heâs broad, but broad muscles are also rather round and his outfit isnât easy to grab ontoâyou just thank feline evolution that you have good balance and can hold yourself somewhat steady.Â
 He sometimes just parades you around on his head like a strange hat, he doesnât even seem to mind the death grip you have on his scalp.Â
 Best naps, laying out in the grass on a warm summerâs day as the bright rays of the sun shine down on you. Itâs comfortably warm, your fur keeps you cool enough that you donât get lightheadedâdespite popular belief, Itto is not a snorer, but he is a hugger.Â
 Youâre caged against his broad chest and thereâs little escape or ways to wake him without scratching, biting or wailing like youâre trapped under a boulder.Â
 Itto is a seasoned pet owner, he has multiple beetles that he takes good care of and thus heâs surprisingly adept at handling you. He doesnât toss you around (except to put you on his shoulders or head) and doesnât lock you out of the house or forget to feed you. In fact, youâd say heâs a top-notch owner, though you might be slightly biased.Â
 The summer days are warm in Inazuma, and sometimes one just needs to do something to keep their mind off of the heat. Even with your coat protecting you from most of it, even you are starting to get dazed by the sharp, overbearing heat of the sun. And Itto is also very good at filling empty time.Â
 He takes you out to the beach, though it wasnât the best ideaâhe thought it was genius, the ocean is cool enough, there are not many around on the eastern beaches because of the awkward positioning and further distance from the city⊠but he didnât take it into account that you absolutely refuse to get in the water, and thereâs no shade. So that idea gets abandoned quickly.Â
 For some reason he loves to touch your nose; poke it, kiss it, rub it⊠anything. And every time he does, you have to wet it againâit almost becomes a funny game to him to touch your nose and watch as your tongue darts out to wet it again.Â
 Being unable to communicate with you isnât a problem, heâs a yapper and can talk enough for the two of you. You try to meow along in response to show that youâre listening, but even if there was no brain behind your eyes, heâd still talk your ears off.Â
 He creates a makeshift cat-bed for you out of some blankets and cushions, Itto was rather proud of himself for the craft that went into making it as soft as it isâŠ
 It still always ends up with you on his chest or legs at the end of the night. Without exception.
Baizhu;
He really scratches his head over this situation, how did this happen to you? You had gone out to deliver some medicine to those who arenât well enough or mobile to come fetch it themselves, and had stayed out far longer than usualâBaizhu had started to worry and nearly had gone to look for you⊠when a cat with your eyes and mannerisms stumbles into the pharmacy meowing up a storm trying to explain itself.Â
 Distressed, confused and much smaller than youâre used to being, Baizhu quickly scoops you up into his arms to calm you down. âDo not worry, I recognise you,â he assuresâhe feels a little silly saying this to a cat, and has a twinge in the back of his mind that he might be wrong. But the way youâre waving your paw is strangely⊠human, though muddled by the restrictions of your cat-joints.Â
 Changsheng however, finds this HILARIOUS. She unwinds a bit from Baizhuâs shoulders and nearly bumps snouts with you as she wonders whether you were even fully aware of yourself, and after some arguingâin the form of loud yowling and meowingâthey concluded that yes, your mind is well.Â
 Baizhu tries everything he can think of, but heâs never really encountered a situation like this before and he has to use a lot of his attention to theory-crafting and tests.Â
 The only thing that made a difference, was that one concoction he crafted made your ears twice larger⊠but it didnât change you back. So now you just have unnaturally large ears for a cat.Â
 He smiles sheepishly as he examines you to make sure nothing else is affected. âAh⊠apologies, my dear. I donât mean to laugh⊠but the ears,â he tries his best not to smile too widely, or give a soft laugh. But itâs difficult, you look so disproportionate itâs just adorable.
 Despite your grievance over your proportions, Baizhu canât help but rub your ears and scratch behind them. He gives you some good treats as an apology. You reluctantly accept.Â
 Unfortunately, Baizhu has a job to do and canât just close the pharmacy off from his assistance to tend to you. He multitasks as much as he can, but there are scheduled appointments to be present for.
 But he has a good idea of how to utilise you, after all, youâre the usual delivererâcustomers likely wonât mind if youâre cat-sized.
 Thus, he gets some help from contacts and a day later you have a fancy harness with a delivery box on your back. Baizhu sets some medicine in it and fastens it properly so it wonât slip off and you donât feel too constrained⊠and sets you on your way.Â
 You were getting bored lounging around in the pharmacy anyway, so you revel in getting to stretch your legs a bit. You make the deliveries in record time, able to get through tiny crevices you werenât able to before and hope through shortcuts you didnât even know about.
 As you return to the pharmacy after the final run, Baizhu smiles and kneels down in front of you, removing the harness and scratching where the lines of it had pressed against your fur. The nice feeling of being pet brings a rumbling purr from your chest and your tail sways happily as he gives you some water to drink and attention.Â
 âGood work today,â he strokes between your large ears and rubs his thumb on your cheek. âItâs almost time to close up, letâs go upstairs and continue trying to figure out how to turn you back.â
 The soft ambient light of the room and the sound of Baizhuâs brush stroking against the paper of a scroll makes you much more tired than you expected. You lay curled up on the desk against the wall where he sits and writes formulas and theories, Changsheng slithers up next to you and bundles herself on your backâitâs not particularly comfortable, but youâre too lazy to move, and itâs kind of cute.Â
 Baizhu hums to himself and looks at you, his gaze lingers for only a short time before returning to the scroll in front of him.
Cyno;
He stares at the cat in Tighnariâs hands, his eyes look up to the man holding you and then back down. âWhat.â
 The ranger deadpans and plops you into his arms. âIâve been scouring the library for days while you were in the desert, I donât know what happened, but itâs just how they are right now.â
 Cyno lifts you up by holding your torso under your front legs, he peers at your face as you dangle like an idiot but have no way to really wriggle away. âBlink twice if itâs really you.â
 You blink twice.
 âHuh,â he just makes a sound of affirmation, then tucks you under his arm. âThank you, Iâll take it from here.â
 Tighnari stares at him, unimpressed by his lack of reaction to the fact that his partner is currently a small, furry cat. âYou're not going to ask where I found them, how I know itâs them or how my progress is going when it comes to turning them back?â
 Cyno is silent for a beat before he speaks again. âI know itâs them, I know their eyes.â
 Somehow, the duty of getting you back to normal remained on Tighnariâs back, and Cyno sets you down on the dining table in your shared home. He folds his arms over his chest and analyses you, itâs a little awkwardâyouâre not sure why heâs staring so intensely at you.Â
 âThis is⊠quite the cat-astropheââ
 Oh no.Â
 You have no way to stop him, and though you usually let him get it out of his system once he feels the need⊠you could also stop him once it gets out of hand. In this form, youâre effectively defenceless and unable to protest in any meaningful ways.Â
 Thankfully, he does stop after you dive under your bed and hide for ten minutes in hopes he wonât drag you back and perform stand-up for you for the rest of the night.Â
 Once Cyno is assured this strange transformation isnât dangerous nor necessarily permanent, heâs rather laid back about it. He finds it quite funny (evidently) and thereâs no way around it, youâre cute like this. Not that he didnât consider you cute before, but itâs especially unavoidable now.Â
 Thereâs no real way to stop him from making jokes or puns about this situation, itâs in his soulâand though you wouldnât trade his soul for the world, you get moments of temptation when his brain hyperfocuses on one thing to centre his jokes around.Â
 They get a bit tired.
 You follow him around everywhere, itâs not like youâve got better places to be. He thinks itâs rather adorable to see you trotting around at his heels as he walks through the city, though he tells you to remain home when he has work to doâit can turn dangerous sometimes, depending on the day, and he recognises that your body is smaller and more fragile than it used to be.Â
 He does always come back right away, he wraps up any follow-ups and paperwork as quickly as he canâif only for the moments of arrival. Of opening the front door and being greeted by you sitting at the entrance of your home, staring up at him with a swaying tail. Waiting excitedly.Â
 Dainsleif;
Youâve never seen this expression on his face, in the moments after you touched a strange-looking artefact, thereâs a poofâand your body shifts to that of a small cat. It wasnât painful, nor do you feel as if you were cursed in any way.Â
 â... meow?âÂ
 Dainsleif stares at you, lips parted slightly, heâs positioned with one foot forward as he had been in the process of rushing towards you to hopefully stop you from touching what you shouldnât⊠but he was a tad late.Â
 He straightens and takes a breath. Okay⊠from one mystery to another.Â
 He approaches you and picks you upâa bit awkwardly, as if he doesnât know how to hold a catâand youâre too confused and disoriented as to what just happened to process you being turned back towards the round artefact. Dainsleif takes your front right paw and makes you touch the artefact again.
 Nothing. No glow, no poofing.Â
 There goes his only idea.Â
 The following days were confusing and mildly frustrating. Itâs been a while since Dainsleif traveled alone, and though he isnât technically aloneâyouâre still there, it doesnât feel the same. Heâs quite struck with the confrontation that heâs become very accustomed to your presence and how much heâs come to rely on it.Â
 Heâs a bit quiet and distant from you for a few days, while it makes you sadâif anything, you should be the one who needs comfortingâyou do try to slowly approach, you know that he can run the danger of isolation.Â
 After starting a flame one evening in the alcove of a cave beneath a bright starry sky, Dainsleif sits down to rest for the night. You walk over with slow steps, careful and quiet, before sitting down next to him.Â
 Far enough that youâre not touching, not even your tail⊠but close enough to be present.Â
 His eyes slide towards you, and his head follows. â... what is it?â
 âMeow.â
 His eyelids squint, unsure what to make of your reply. Your answers always make sense to him⊠but what can he decipher from your feline face? The only familiar part of you is your eyes, shining under the light from the flames. âI see.â
 You doubt he deciphered any meaning from your meows, but heâs engaging with you now. Progress.Â
 Trying your luck, you move closer. He stays as he is, watching you closely.
 You move closer yet, your tail touches his coat.Â
 Dainsleif sighs.Â
 You stop.Â
 He canât particularly feel your presence, not yoursâbut there is a presence next to him. It is yours, despite the fact he canât sense it⊠and perhaps one day, were he to outlive you as if likely, he will have to find your presence in something youâre not.Â
 And though you are this weird-looking cat, somewhere between a sentient human being and a feline animal, youâre still you.Â
 The same, those same eyes, the very same gaze and mind.Â
 He reaches out and sets his palm onto your furry head. Dainsleif pets your head slowly, and you nuzzle into his hand. You sit in silence before the swaying flames.
Diluc;
He canât help but think that you mightâve done this on purpose.Â
 Diluc has been very busy the last weeks heâs been coming back home to the winery late, leaving earlyâgetting up in the middle of the night and waking you up when he goes out for his Darknight hero dutiesâand though you rescheduled it for next week, missed a dinner in the city that had been booked in advance.Â
 He does feel bad, Diluc wants to spend all the time he can with you, all his free time and moreâbut with the winter months drifting by, business in the winery booms as people stock up on wine for the holidays. Businesses buy in bulk for holiday menu changes, and such.Â
 And now, after hurrying back home when he was contacted that âsomething had happenedâ to you⊠heâs standing in front of a cat.Â
 He thought you mightâve been hurt, or sickâhe had run so fast his hair was loosening from his usual tail.Â
 And while youâre not hurt or sick, you are⊠different. Something definitely happened.Â
 He sits down and you climb onto his lap, sitting down and pawing at his chest, small meows leaving your small mouth. Diluc strokes your back and ruffles your fur with both hands. âHow did this happen?â he knows you canât answer him, but he canât help but ask anyway.Â
 You rise up on your hind legs, front paws on his chest as you lick and wet his cheeks. Dilucâs eyes close and his face scrunches up. âH-hey, stop that,â he puts his hands around your torso and holds you away from his face, your little tongue bleping down out of your mouth.Â
 A smile tugs on his lips at the cute expression.Â
 He still has to attend to his job, but while he usually handles most things himself, Diluc does accept help from his staff now that youâre⊠like this. So now he has more time for you, which isnât exactly how he intended to spend that free timeâsearching for ways to turn you back, and having you loafing on his lap and being unable to stand up and fetch his coffee.Â
 Heâs not going to move while youâre so comfortable⊠he wouldnât do that even if you werenât a cat.Â
 Not the biggest fan of the hair you leave around you, he needs to wipe his clothes thoroughly after youâve so much as looked in his direction.
 You get so much attention around the winery itâs not even funny, every employee pets you, gives you treats and treat you like youâre more of a royal cat than just a normal person turned into one.Â
 Diluc came home one evening to see you loafing on the sofa, a shiny bow tied around your neck and a bowl of treats next to you⊠in reach for whenever you wanted it.Â
 He had a conversation with the staff about making sure you donât eat so much that your stomach will hurt⊠and that maybe not make you get too comfortable like this, he wants to turn you back to normal after all.Â
Kaedehara Kazhua;Â
He thinks itâs adorable, Kazuha is a rather laid-back person overall, and heâs certain youâll be okayâso why not have fun while youâre like this?Â
 It started all fun and games when on land, Inazuma is filled to the brim with foods that cats would love, every shop has some form of fish or vegetables that Kazuha can share with youâŠ
 But as soon as you go out on the open ocean, itâs over.Â
 Kazuha has never seen you so violently unhappy on the ship, every rock of it makes you yowl and dig your claws into whatever youâre standing on, be it a crate, table, bed or Kazuhaâs clothes (you ruined two pants, but he doesnât particularly mind).Â
 You have an irrational (or very rational) fear that you might be tossed off the ship and into the ocean at the slightest dip of the deck. Kazuha does his best to calm you and comfort you, he even offers to make a harness and leash for you so that he can yoink you back if you happen to fall overboard.Â
 You donât find his idea as funny as Beidou does.
 Thankfully, you donât get tossed overboard you donât spontaneously die or have any other terrible event happen to youâand youâre so thankful to touch land that you hop off the side of the ship and to the harbour the ship docked by before it can even properly be tied down by the dockworkers.Â
 Kazuha leans over the railing of the ship and calls your name, a bit worriedâhe hopes you donât get lost before he can catch up to you.Â
 It takes a while for the ship to dock and open up for people to leave, Kazuha convinces another person on the ship to take his duties for a while as he rushes out to find you. Heâs not worried you might get yourself in troubleâyouâre rather good at keeping out of it, but he doesnât want you to get lost or have to spend all day looking for you.
 Even though thatâs kind of what heâs starting to do right nowâŠ
 Kazuha shoulders past the crowd in the busy markets of Port Ormos, itâs early noon and itâs starting to fill up. The Crux has stocked up here often before and thus the both of you are quite familiar with it, but the winding streets and large crowds filling the markets can make it disorienting for even seasoned visitors.Â
 After looking around for longer than he cared for, Kazuha finally spots your tail disappearing behind a corner.
 Kazuha picks up his pace and somehow manages to catch up to you, perhaps the soft breeze is on his side, as he swoops up next to you and scoops you up into his arms.
 He smiles, ducking out of the crowds and into a small alley where some crates are stored for the market stalls. âNo need to run away, youâre safe on land now,â he holds you like a baby, your paws in the air as his arm holds your back steadily. âThough you are also very safe on the ship, I wonât let you fall overboard.â
 You meow gently, Kazuha isnât sure if youâre thanking him or expressing concerns⊠but the way you look up at him in this position is pretty cute. âLetâs find some good food, hm?â
Kaeya;
Funniest shit heâs seen all year.Â
 Kaeya tries not to look like heâs very happy this happenedâso long as he knows itâs not dangerous or permanentâor that watching you lick yourself to clean your fur isnât very amusing.Â
 He brings you everywhere, lets you follow him around and even holds you and lets passersby pet youâŠ
 Kaeya is just straight-up treating you like a real cat.
 At this realisation, that he was acting like you were a pet, and not his very real (though cat-like for now) partner and previous human⊠you got angry! you wriggled in his grasp, surprising him and causing Kaeya to almost drop youâhe righted his hold and blinked at you with a confused expression. âWhat is it? Did I hold you wrong?â
 A series of angry meows and swats of your paw later, Kaeya was none the wiser.Â
 He tried to bait you to âforgiveâ him with some nicely cut fish⊠and it kind of worked, that was some good fish.Â
 Kaeya sits by the table youâre on as you gobble down the fish he bought you, he leans on his fist with a smile and watches as you lick your muzzle after getting fishy-oil on it and shake yourself when you accidentally dip your whiskers into the water next to the plate.Â
 The sun almost makes it seem like your fur shines and sparkles under it and as you sit down, belly full and satisfied, Kaeya reaches out and scratches behind your ears. âDid you take behavioural classes before this? To behave like a real cat? Youâre really nailing it.â
 You make a huffed sound, but reach your head further into his hand.Â
 He tries to get you to play with toys, he buys a stick with a bundle of feathers on the end in hopes that youâll chase it when he dangles it in front of you⊠but when he sat down with you on the floor of your shared home and dangled it in front of youâŠ
 You stared at him as if he had just grown three additional heads.
 Kaeya pouts, he wriggles it a bitâand though you follow it around with your head, you still sit where you are and donât move.
 Not until he lowered the toy and the feathered end touched the floor.
 You pounced onto it.
 Kaeya pauses, blinking at you in surprise. You look up like you got caught with your hand in a cookie jar.Â
 And then he just laughs, he wriggles the toy again and you swat at it in frustration for making you leap at it like that, youâre not a real cat!!
Kamisato Ayato;
He doesnât leave you alone.Â
 Youâre trotting along the engawa of the estate on your way to find a nice spot to napâand suddenly, youâre swooped up into his arms. Ayato smiles and strokes your head. âThere you are, my dear. I was searching for you,â he hums and turns around to walk into the estate.Â
 Ayato spends about half the dayâand sometimes moreâin his study tending to paperwork of many kinds. Unusually, you would lend a hand and help with the neverending piles on his desk, but youâre little help like this⊠still, he demands that you âlend your pawâ and sit on his lap the entire time.Â
 It was nice at first, heâs got a nice lap to lay or loaf on, and he would scratch you in spots you couldnât reach yourself, or just stroke your back⊠but after five hours, you really want to stretch your legs.Â
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 So, you squeeze out from under his arm and stretch next to him, letting out a big yawnâonly to find a finger poking your tongue?!
 The bastard actually stuck his finger in your mouth when you yawned. Ayato smiled, all smug and somehow innocent at the same time. You meowed in disapproval, but it went straight over his head, as if he had any idea as to what you had just said to him, insult or not.Â
 He also keeps pinching your toe beans, sometimes making your claws stretch out and then back inâeven in the middle of the night, he rubbed your paws and stuck his finger between the beans. What is wrong with this guy.Â
 Other than messing with you and pulling your leg, he does provide the best food and treatsâas usual, you have the privilege of accessing the clan kitchens and being made food by them on a daily basis and it never fails to make you nearly cry with how good it is.Â
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 And even now, as you sit next to his desk and his dinner is brought to him (even though youâve tried to ask the staff to not bring it to him, and that he has to eat outside of his study or else his ass will get stuck to the floor) you are given your own tray of dishes as well.Â
 Gobbling down the freshly made meals tailored to you even in this form, Ayato is happy that you seem to have a good appetite. He had been concerned that this⊠situation might stress you out and you wouldnât be able to eat or sleep.Â
 Despite his endless workload, Ayato somehow finds the time to pamper and take care of you between his busy schedule. He sits down with you in the gardens and brushes your fur, rubs your cheeks and kisses your nose (and you need to wet it again every time). As if you were a little fur baby for him to take care of.Â
 He still talks to you as if you were as you always are, though Ayaka uses a baby-voice like one would use with a cat (she tries not to, but fails), Ayato speaks to you normally. He plucks the seeds out of a small cube of watermelon before feeding it to you as he recounts his day, humming in affirmation as you meow back about your own⊠he doesnât understand it, but you need to get it out as well.Â
 Your snout is practically pink by the end of the watermelon bowl, and Ayato gives you that smile⊠oh no.Â
 âItâs been a few days now, and you ran around the garden yesterday⊠and now youâre covered in melon juice. Why donât I ask Thoma to warm a bath to wash your fur?â he asks innocently, and watches in amusement as you shoot out of his lap and flee into the estate. Not a chance.Â
Kaveh;
Kaveh gapes at you. You stare up at him. He blinks. You blink.
 âH-hah???!â he scoops you upâaccidentally upside down, but you just flop in his arms, still blinking at him from your angle, you know he wonât drop you. Kaveh rights you and brings you nearly nose-to-nose as he stares into your eyes. âHow did this happen? You were justâI was⊠thisâŠâ
 He holds you a few centimetres away so neither of you go cross-eyed. â... Do you understand me?â
 You nod and raise your paw, pressing it onto his cheek.
 Kaveh doesnât move his face away and lets your paw just press against his skin. âOkay, youâre⊠uh, aware⊠how do I fix this?â
 âMeow.â
 â...â right. Maybe this was a stupid question.Â
 Kaveh goes a bit overboard, he researches the best ways to take care of a cat, the best foods, beds, toysâeverything. And suddenly, he comes home after a short day at work (he has more important things to tend to!) with⊠so much stuff.Â
 You stare, dumbfounded, as Kaveh carves out a cat-space in his and Alhaithamâs house⊠did he get Alhaithamâs permission to do this? You somehow doubt it.Â
 After everything is set up, he stands and sets his hands on his hips with a wide smile. âWhat do you think?â Kaveh asks, looking down at you sitting by his feet with a swaying tail. âI think it fits very well, the colours compliment our living roomâand I tried to arrange it in a way that mostly hugs the wall and doesnât intercept with the flow of the roomââ
 Heâs rambling again. You donât mind when he gets going and his interior design skills ARE good, despite it not being his expertise, it goes hand in hand with architecture.Â
 But⊠did he consult the other half of this house before doing this?Â
 You found out quickly, you had just settled in the high cat-bed that hung on the wall, giving you a good view over the living room as well as a height advantage to him (now you get why cats enjoy the high ground)... when the front door opens and a very familiar Scribe enters.Â
 Alhaitham wasnât even aware that you had turned into a cat, to him⊠he just came home to see a random cat in the living roomâand that it was arranged completely differently to give you space.Â
 Thankfully Alhaitham has a good few brain cells to rub together between his fingers, and isnât quick to rise, so he looked to Kaveh and tilted his head towards the kitchen⊠where they had a lengthy discussion, where Kaveh explained everything to him and asked him if it was okayâŠ
 Which is a tad late when heâs already rearranged the entire living room and gotten you comfortable there⊠but fine. So long as he takes it all down and makes everything as it should be once youâre back to normal. When asked, Alhaitham said he was too busy to help turn you back and told him to consult the library.Â
 Kaveh is a hugger in his sleep, and youâre a victim (you love his hugs). He practically wraps himself around you and holds you to himself the entire nightâand donât you dare try to leave, heâll wake up and whine about it. He does sometimes squeeze a bit too muchâyouâre not as durable as you usually are, youâre just a little kittyâŠ
 He gets cuteness aggression when you do anything mildly affectionate. Rub against his legs while heâs at his desk, loaf on his lap and slow blink up at him, lick his hand when he strokes your head⊠Kaveh tries his best not to squeeze you or shake you like a keychain, he bit into his own hand once to refrain from biting your full cheek of food once.Â
 He drew a full sketchbook of you over the span of two weeks, he canât help itâyouâre too adorable and he wants to keep the image of you forever.Â
Neuvillette;
Not chill about this, Neuvillette was immediately concerned with how to turn you back and if this curse-spell could have any permanent effects on you. He doesnât really have many tomes to consult, nor are there many people he could ask for advice as to⊠how to fix this.Â
 After some time, and you rubbing your furry cheek on his arm and leg to try and calm down his nerves, Neuvillette does slow down. Heâs usually very calm in the face of the unknown or dangerâbut heâs never had to deal with direct danger (or not, he hasnât figured out if itâs dangerous or not yet) when it comes to you.Â
 Thankfully, youâre still there with him, just⊠a bit smaller, and furrier⊠and you smell a bit weirdâstill like you, but also with a tinge of something else. Perhaps that part of your scent has always been your humanity.Â
 And now youâre a cat.Â
 Heâs never owned a pet beforeâand youâre hardly a typical pet, and thus consults the only person he can think of. Furina (though heâs unsure sheâs ever owned a pet either?).
 And she loves you, she already likes you well enoughâbut like this? Youâre getting picked up, petted, smooched, pampered and loved. Neuvillette just stands a bit awkwardly as Furina gets it out of her system and you get dangerously close to being fed up with her hugging and smooching⊠youâre not an actual cat! You just look like one!!
 After being freed from her clutches, Neuvillette holds you with more dignity for a while until you feel safe enough to walk around the ex-Archonâs home (and wonât get swooped up again). When the initial chaos is over, he sits down with Furina and they put their heads together to try and find a solution to this. They write down how it happened, what exactly changedâyour mind is the same, your scent as well as your eyes. Though your fur has turned a shimmering white regardless of your head and body hair colour before.Â
 You look like a big snowball.Â
 Thereâs no real conclusion to the first session of brainstorming, but they manage to narrow down that though neither was there to see what exactly happened, it was likely a spell, or perhaps an artefact you touched (where would that even happen inside Fontaine?) or something along those lines.Â
 Thus, Neuvillette takes you back home for the night. Heâs a bit stiff around you, he doesnât interact much with animals and though he wonât avoid them if a cat approaches him on the street (heâd mostly greet and nod at them) he hasnât exactly had to care for one before.Â
 He has to rely on asking you yes or no questions that you can nod or shake your head to, and makes it through the first few days like that. And while youâre⊠cute? (Heâs not entirely sure how to describe you) Nauvillette does much more prefer you in your normal state, where he can communicate with you, hold your hand and touch your cheek without getting sniffed at by a wet nose.
 Not that Neuvillette doesnât enjoy petting your fur and scratching under your chin, itâs just not the same.Â
 It is very amusing to watch your head move left and right as you sit on the kitchen counter and watch Neuvillette prepare dinnerâmostly for himself as you donât eat typical foods now. He offers a small piece of a carrot and watches as you crunch on it for a good thirty seconds until itâs mushed enough to swallow.Â
Tartaglia;
Another situation of; the funniest shit heâs ever seen.Â
 He brings you everywhereâChilde has no concept of âpet-free zoneâ because youâre not his pet? Youâre his partner? His beloved? Why is he being shooed out, youâre on a leash and everything (half chewed apart because you refuse to wear it with dignity and do all in your power to get free, how dare he put you on a LEASH).
 Of course, initially, he was confused and rather concerned. He thought you might have been attacked, or targeted and thus had been made into this⊠cat, maliciously.Â
 But you honestly seem pretty undisturbed, so he is as well. Calm cat, calm Childe.Â
 He dresses you up before taking you outsideânot necessarily for fun, but rather because itâs insanely cold in Snezhnaya in these months, and he doesnât want you to be a block of ice after a few minutes. So he goes and buys some puffy coats, socks and a warm blanket for your return. You feel like you look like an idiot (you already look like a catâŠ) in all these clothes, but his cooing and smooching make it less annoyingâmostly because now your annoyances are focused on him.Â
 His siblings donât really understand that itâs you, not at the younger rangeâand Childe just tells them that youâre a cat he and you decided to take care of for a while and that youâre busy elsewhere. Tonia doesnât seem as convinced when Childe keeps smooching your nose and rubbing his cheek against yours.Â
 Embarrassing enough as it is, Childe starts to call you nicknames nowâit isnât entirely unusual, but theyâve always been normal⊠now heâs calling you âCombat kittenâ and âFuzzy comradeâ... worst of all was âGeneral toebeansâ
 You wish you could tell him to stop, but all you have are meows and hisses.Â
 Snezhnayan homes are made to withstand cold and harsh winds, and thus have excellent central heating systems⊠also known as a fireplaceâand a furnace elsewhere. And curling up on some soft blankets or a plush chair by the furnace as snow gathers on the windowsill and winds brush against the exterior of the house⊠there are few places more comfortable to take a nap.
 Unfortunately, Childeâs humming and singing from the kitchen disturbs your perfect peace, but youâre just glad heâs having fun. Youâll live.Â
 And he brings you some treats, places a small kiss on top of your furry head and sits down in the other chair, dragging the one youâre on to be next to his so that he can stroke your back and belly when you eventually flop on your back for more attention.Â
 Heâs pulled every string and contact in the Fatui to try and figure how to turn you back (except a select few who will either be last measures or just straight avoidances despite advice they might give) but hasnât had much luck so far. Thankfully you've only been stuck like this for a week or so, and thus it hasnât been so long to be concerning.Â
 Perhaps itâs just a matter of waiting it out, and Childe is surprisingly patient.Â
Thoma;
The Housekeeper stands in surprise as a cat is suddenly plopped into his arms. âAh⊠is this⊠a new house petâŠ?â the Kamisato estate doesnât exactly have pets, there are some cats that come around and nap in the gardens every now and then and leave after a while, but this cat is staring at him as if theyâve known him their entire life.
 Ayato only hums as heâs already turned to another task, rushing from one thing to another as the busy days of summer come along. He doesnât have much time to explainânor is there much to explain. He had borrowed you for a few minutes to help him with something, he turns around for a moment, and the next youâre a cat.
 Thoma stares at him, silent for a time. Heâs not entirely sure if Ayato is messing with him or notâitâs entirely possible, and par for the course for his lordâbut as Ayato shakes his head and waves his hand in dismissal, he speaks again. âI already have someone looking into it, take care of them in the meantime. Iâll have someone fetch you if there is news.â
 Youâre actually a cat.Â
 After leaving Ayatoâs study and sitting down outside where the afternoon sun has begun sinking towards the oceans beyond the cliff the estate sits on, Thoma stares at you as if heâs not entirely sure what to do with you.Â
 Despite the initial confusion (and the followed concern, but itâs quickly dampened somewhat, Ayato has someone on the case and he trusts him to find a solution) Thoma is a very responsible person. He makes sure youâre not uncomfortable at all despite some estate staff vehemently refusing to let you in specific places⊠such as the kitchen. Fair enough. But there are also certain rooms and areas that have to be kept very clean and they donât want cat hairs to get all over the place.Â
 Thoma brings you around, heâs got many places to be, and heâs sure youâd like to stretch your legs anywayâitâs always nice to leave the estate for a few hours and run some errands. He had to head down to a nearby village and see whether trade agreements were coming along smoothly, they produce a lot of high quality rice and are often stuck in trade deals with large towns and clans for their riceâand for a well enough reason. Recently, Ayato had struck a deal with them and everything was signed and well along its way, Thoma just had to go and make sure they had everything they needed for transport.Â
 It was a good walk, but you kept up easily⊠somehow having four legs rather than two makes you less tired after walking for some hoursâŠ? Or perhaps itâs because your body is so light now, you donât know much about cat anatomy.Â
 The meeting went well and you didnât linger for long.
 Unfortunately, a heavy downpour began to fall on the two of you as you headed back. Thoma quickly scooped you up and tucked you into his jacketâitâs not much of a jacket, it barely reaches below his ribs, but it was just big enough for him to cover you (and lean a bit to cover you better) and pick up his pace to run back to the Kamisato estate.Â
 After making it back inside, the rain was as if a waterfall had opened in the heavens to drop down on the roof. Thomaâs hair is wet and sticks to his cheeks as he sets you down. âAh, that was close,â he laughs softly. âAre you dry?â
 You shake yourself after being pressed against his chest for so long and sniff around your fur, then give him a nod.Â
 âHah, thatâs good, Iâve heard cats donât like water much,â he smiles. âI need a change of clothes, come with me?â
 You let out a happy meow and follow him along further inside.Â
Venti;
Cooes at you and talks to you with a baby-voice, he puts both thumbs on either side of your cheeks and rubs your face like itâs dough⊠even though it makes his nose red and his eyes puffyâdespite the cursed allergy that torments his everyday life (thereâs so many cats in Mondstadt) he doesnât let it stop him from being around you. Pestering some healers for a medicine that could help, he feels⊠less bad, but it doesnât really dampen the itch in his eyes and throat well enough.
 He doesnât take this situation seriously at all, at least not nearly as much as you doâyou should probably trust his reactions and instincts, as heâs far more knowledgeable than you (even though he doesnât act like it at all) and if you were in any danger, he wouldnât be smooching your cheeks and nuzzling you like HEâS the cat.Â
 Thus, you try to calm down, to focus on just getting through the days and not feel embarrassed when you have to clean yourself or relieve yourself as a cat.Â
 But Venti also doesnât make it easy for you, he builds a âthroneâ for you out of books and pillows for you to have the high ground (he doesnât want to put holes in the wall for a hanging bed) and gives you âMondstadtâs finest tunaâ that tasted very much like a normal piece of tuna, but you appreciated the gesture nonetheless.
 Sometimes you really wonder if he was the one who cursed you just so he could mess with you and cuddle you without you being able to fend him off. Not that you would be particularly opposed to cuddles in the first place? He could just ask?? Besides, why would he choose the form of a cat out of every other pet considering his consistent sneezing up a storm around them.
It doesnât add up, you discard your theory.
 You canât sleep in the same bed anymore, both because Venti moves a lot in his sleep and being a cat does not make it safe, he could crush you! (as if heâs heavy enough to do that) and because he might well and truly pass away if he had to be so close to your furry-ass for such a pronged amount of time⊠and thus, Venti makes a nice bed for you out of blankets and pillows next to your usual one where you can rest.
 There was a time where these new cat instincts took a bit too much over, and when you were chasing a crystalfly on a walk along the roads outside the city, you had hopped onto a big rockâand after missing your chance to catch the crystalfly, you hopped onto Venti and tried to eat his braids.Â
 He yelped in surprise, but laughed once he realised what you were doing. âMy hair isnât for eating, itâs no good for your digestion either!â
 You felt embarrassed about this little incident, and he kept making fun of you for itâthough not necessarily maliciously, Venti just thought it was funny that you didnât go for his hat, but his hair instead.
 Climbing to the top of the Mondstadt cathedral or the statue of himself isnât your favourite pastime, but itâs surprisingly much easier in this formâand thus when Venti suggests you go to the top to play some songs, you had been hesitant at first.
 Making it to the top, Venti sits down comfortably as if heâs done it a thousand times (you sometimes suspect he climbs it to make you feel better, because you know he can just float up with a gust of wind) and pats his lap for you to sit down.Â
 You plop yourself onto his thighs and settle comfortably as the sun sinks below the horizon, Venti takes out his usual lyre and tests a few tunes to ensure itâs properly set. âLet me play you something nice, itâll help you sleep.â
 And it is nice, your ears flick as his fingers dance along the harpâs strings, he hums along with it but doesnât sing full wordsâthe vibration of the song calms you and you rest your head on your paws.Â
Wanderer;
âYou are the ugliest cat Iâve ever seen in my life.â
 Heâs being dramatic, youâre not that ugly⊠butâŠ
 Why did you have to turn into a hairless cat?Â
 You feel strange, and perhaps you would also feel the same way if you had a lot of hair, but every single breeze makes you feel you are especially nakedâbecause you are!
 Wanderer isnât exactly happy to have to take care of youâhe will do it, of course, but he will also complain about it. You were perfectly independent and functional as a person before you just had to go and sniff some plant in the wild that poofed you into a cat before his very eyes.Â
 He refuses to seek help to find out how to turn you back, not because he doesnât want anyone to know that youâre a cat, but rather because heâs certain he can handle it himself.Â
 You whack at his arm with your paw, meowing up a storm after a few hours of not being fed the day afterâhe had completely forgotten that he needs to prepare something digestible for you⊠heâs never had to take care of a creature like you beforeâwhat can you even eat?? He clicks his tongue. âDonât swat at me like that. Youâre human, act like itâŠâ
 Youâre not human right now!! Give me food!!
 Eventually, he does begin to take proper care of you, even though he keeps telling you that you look like a peeled potato⊠you donât have many ways of retaliation except whacking him with your paw or hissing when he lightly pinches a big patch of your skin.Â
 Surprisingly, during one strangely cold night when you were curled on the bed and trying to stay warmâeven the slightest drop in temperature was very cold to your hairless body⊠you feel something soft drape over you.
Â
 Half-asleep and cold, you squint up and scrunch your nose as your whiskers squish against the blanket, you see Wanderer turn back around after setting it over you. Hah⊠heâs soft under that hard shell as always, even if he tries to act aloof.Â
 After several days of no luck in trying to turn you back, Wanderer does begin to cave to asking for some⊠advice. Not help. Advice.
 With you in his arms, head reaching towards the market stalls of Sumeru city (literally everything smells good and extremely edible) as he passes by, Wanderer takes you to meet with Nahida who is rather enthusiastic about this mystery. She pets you and smiles, humming as he recounts what happened and describes the particular flower you smelled.Â
 âHm, I have an idea, but itâll take a while to execute⊠do you think itâll be okay for them to remain like this for a few more days?â the archon taps her chin in thought, mind swirling with ideas and possible solutions.Â
 Wanderer huffs, not exactly a scoff, and clapped his hand onto your head. âItâs fine.â
 But as soon as you returned back home and he set you down on the living room table, Wanderer points at you. âYou better turn back to normal soonâŠâ he folds his arms over his chest, his expression isnât as tight as it was before. âI donât want to deal with this forever. Just get back soon.â
 You inch closer to him on the table, reaching your paw out to tug his sleeve closerâonly to rub your head into his palm. He clicks his tongue. âWhatever⊠donât think this counts as an apology. Youâll have to make up for it properly when youâre you again.â
Wriothesley;
You are, quite possibly, the smallest cat he has ever seen.Â
 He holds you in the palm of his hand, itâs adorable. Wriothesley cracks a grin and lifts you to eye-level. âHm, youâre not nearly as scary like this, no one in this prison will listen to you like this.â
 You want to whack him on his nose, but politely refrainâif only because you donât want to get dropped. You meow at him, ferocious and upset at this situation, you have a job to tend to! Things to do!
 But Wriothesley has other ideas, he sets you down on his desk and sits down. âNow, how did this happen? I assume this wasnât intentional?â is he teasing you? Most likely. He knows you canât just answer his questions, and you assumed he would be slightly more concerned when a guard brought you to his officeâŠ
 But no, he instantly recognised you and dismissed the guard. Had it been the eyes? The fur? Is he somehow responsible for this??
 All unanswered questions, and though he sends out word to some people he thinks might be able to help decipher this mystery, he doesnât seem to be in any hurry to get you back to normal. He sets you in the pocket of his vest (itâs embarrassing that you actually fit) and goes on with his days as normal.Â
 Siegwinne was initially very concerned, she seemed much more sensible in her worries that leaving you in this form for too long might be dangerous and that the Fortress isnât exactly a good place for pets. There are a lot of crevices to get stuck in and things to get hurt on.
 Though you still retain your mind, so you should be alright in that sense⊠so long as you donât get overly curious.Â
 He is undeniably very warm, and cuddling up to him at night is very comfortableâespecially now that you can just lay on his chest and snooze there and not worry about being dragged back into his embrace if you move too much in your sleep. You barely move at all in this form.
 Come morning, Wriothesley was already awake by the time you open your eyes, he strokes your fur and scratches behind your ears. Having a day pass by does make the initially amusing situation a bit more⊠real. He doesnât want you to be struck with a permanent curse, or some kind of spell that might harm you in the long run.Â
 âDonât you worry,â he mumbles, voice rough with sleep. âIâll make sure youâre back to normal soon, just stick close by.â
 And you do, mostly because you couldnât have been blessed (cursed?) with a normal-sized cat body, but possibly the smallest there could be. You canât even jump up onto his desk by yourself and have to yowl at him to let you up.Â
 He does so happily, surprisingly eager to carry you around and help you with the smallest things.Â
 Wriothesley doesnât even change in mood from amusement when you chase the pen in his hands as it glides across paperwork he signs, you leap onto his arm and try to whack at the pet in either some strange instinctual haze, or an attempt to playâand though you whacking the pen makes it seem like he has the handwriting of a toddler, itâs just rather funny.
 The Fortress doesnât exactly have a large variety of foods, not in the sense that it can be adjusted for the diet of a cat that isnât accounted for during inventory fills, and thus Wriothesley sends for specific ingredients that wonât be heavy on your tiny little stomach.Â
 And he also⊠got some cat-related things delivered, like a bed, some string toys and treats. You never used the bed, either preferring his lap to nap on, or just slept in the strangest places he never even imagined you could reach with those stubby legs.Â
 But heâs a very responsible caretaker, at least, thatâs what he claims as he holds you down to brush your teeth and you wriggle and flail like an eel.Â
Xiao;Â
Very worried, he didnât even realise the cat sitting in the clearing of the forest was you at first and searched for you for several minutes before seeming to realise that you had just⊠shrunk. Into a cat.Â
 He stares at you for a good minute, lips parted and eyes large⊠before your name tentatively leaves his mouth.
 You meow in affirmation, standing and shaking yourself as you try to understand the situation yourselfâstill a bit disoriented.Â
 Xiao approaches you quickly and kneels down in front of you, he lifts you up to your hind legs, puts you down and inspects your ears, your tail and under your paws. You meow in curiosity as to what he is doing, and surprisingly he seems to understand your question.Â
 âThere might be traces of whatever did this on your body, it will make it easier to track or reverse,â he says and even checks inside your mouth, which you werenât really happy with.Â
 Unfortunately, he doesnât find any answers, and kneels there rather awkwardly with you in front of him⊠what now? This situation has stumped him a bitâheâs supposed to be able to keep you safe from all manners of danger and curses like this (perhaps not exactly like this, he never prepared for this exact scenario) and now that heâs not got many leads to fix it, his mind is a bit aimless in where to search for information.Â
 He has no idea how to care for you, and while he has vague ideas of the behaviours of animalsâŠthey mostly stem from wild animals and their reactions to foreign presences in their territories, or similar scenarios.Â
 What does a meow mean? Is there something wrong? What does it mean when you paw at the door? Do you want to go outside? But itâs two in the morning?
 He severely overestimates the portions of food you eat, giving you a full plate of something the Wangshu Inn kitchens prepared on his request (they figured out what happened and have been trying to help him, but Xiao is still trying to be subtle and secretive about the situation) and being confused when you only ate a fourth of it.Â
 Are you sick? Was it the wrong kind of food?
 He brings you along with him on his hunts, while he could leave you at the inn⊠how can he be sure that you wonât get into trouble? The window is high above the ground, what if you tumble out of it? What if you try to climb up on the dresser in the room and get stuck? Or fall down and hurt yourself?
 No, youâre safest with him, even if he has to wield his spear with one hand and hold you with the other.Â
 Heâs surprisingly good at it too.Â
 Desperate after a week of unsuccessful herbs and potions he tried to make, Xiao caves and contacts Liyue Harbour and the adepti that reside there for help.
 It seems his message had gotten into Cloud Retainerâs hands, and instead of any actually helpful advice on how to turn you back⊠she had sent an entire booklet of cat behaviours, diets and how to take care of them.
 Helpful, sure⊠but not exactly what he was asking for.Â
 One evening as he was out on the usual hunts, he noticed that you were walking slowly by his side, yawning and rather cold so high in the mountains. He didnât even have to think about what might be wrong or what to do, as he had already scooped you up into his arms and teleported back to the inn, where he sat down with you on the bed.Â
 âYou should tell me when youâre tiredâŠâ he grumbles and tugs one of the covers on the bed to his lap where he wraps it around you as if bundling a baby up. Xiao reaches up and scratches behind your ears as your eyes blink closed in the comfort of being back in the warm room.
 He had only been petting you for s few seconds when he felt you⊠tremble? There was a strange rumbling sound coming from you, are you uncomfortable? He doesnât quite understand it⊠but you continue to rumble as he scratches your head and ears.Â
 Ah, was this the âpurringâ he read about in one of the booklets Ganyu sent him? How⊠cute.
Zhongli;
âAhâŠâ Zhongli stares at you, this isnât quite what he had imagined would happen⊠he had been crafting a potion in hopes it would help Ganyu sleep better, she had been overworking herself (again) more than usual and was so tired that she couldnât sleep. It can happen.Â
 The combination of herbs and materials required for the potion he had put together wasnât very suitable for humans, and of course he made sure to let you know so that you wouldnât drink it⊠but he hadnât expected that only being touched by a single drop onto the back of your hand would lead to a poof, and your size being reduced and body turned to that of a cat.Â
 You had only wanted to help by handing him ingredients so that he didnât have to turn around so often⊠you didnât anticipate this either!
 He makes sure the potion wonât burn and sets a lid on the pot before turning towards you. âI⊠had not foreseen that this could have been a danger to you, my apologies,â he kneels down on one knee and holds his hand out for you to sniff. You do so, snout twitching towards his finger before you bump your head into his palm.Â
 âHave you retained some sense of consciousness?â he wonders, gloved hand moving to stroke over your small head, your ears flattening under his palm. âIâm sure I can find a way to reverse this.â
 He was sure, at least. But after some research and testing⊠he wasnât making any progressâat least, he wasnât making progress in finding ways to turn you to your normal self without some potential risks or aftereffects.Â
 What he did find, was that the herb that you had been touching, and the potion he had halfway crafted was similar to another concoction that he had made beforeâand the effects of that had only been temporary.Â
 It seems you will simply have to wait until the effect wears off.Â
 Zhongli had instinctively prepared a delightful meal in the way he knows you would enjoy while you sit in the kitchen counter and watch with interest, your tail swaying happily as you watch him chop some vegetables and set them into the pot⊠but halfway through the process as heâs setting spices and herbs into the pot, Zhongli realises that more than half of the ingredients in the pot are unsuitable for cats to eat.Â
 He finishes the meal and sets it aside, before fetching some fish you had purchased just yesterday that he was going to use for lunch tomorrow and cut it into nicely bite-sized pieces. You tilt your head slightly as you watchâthe meal he had just been putting together doesnât have any fish in it?? Whatâs it for?
 And honestly, when he plated your food (in a very professional and presentable way) and set it down on the dining table, then set his own on the other side for himself⊠you felt a bit offended. Raw fish, some rice and a hard boiled egg⊠next to his delicious smelling beef stewâŠÂ
 If you couldâve cried, you would have. And Zhongli felt pretty bad for the rest of the day, he tried to offer you some âsafeâ treats or make it up to you with some pets and scritches, but you still sulked.
 You had looked forward to this dinner all dayâŠ
 Thankfully you got over it rather quickly and Zhongli is glad that he didnât offend you too badly⊠it seems having been turned into a cat had made you quite dramatic as well, he doesnât recall you ever having sulked like this over a meal before.
 Knowing that it was simply a waiting game, Zhongli isnât very concerned about your state, but he does ensure that youâre comfortable and not afraidâhe understands that perceiving the world differently like this can be strange and even scary, but heâs glad when it seems that youâre relatively calm.Â
 Your nightly routines are slightly out of whack nowâsomething that Zhongli isnât very fond of, he quite likes it that after cleaning up after dinner, the two of you settle in the living room for a while. He tends to read and it varies what you get up to, but itâs always a shared time where you sit in silence or chat about your days.
 He does talk about his day to you, sitting on the comfortable seat in the living room with you on his lap, Zhongli recounts his day to you and expresses that he hopes you werenât too bored alone in the home today, and that perhaps he can convince the director to allow him to bring you for a day. He strokes your back and smiles as a rumbling purr leaves you, he scratches under your chin and touches his forehead to yours as you seem to have fallen asleep on his lap. He reaches for his book and decides to read for a while before taking you to bed.Â
 Despite the mishap, heâs glad youâre safeâhe will endeavour to be more careful in the future and ensure you wonât be hurt or disturbed by his work.Â