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“Easy there Uncle Kitty. Easy.” Kwonnie was shocked his little transmutation spell had even worked on the usually sardonic seraph. He was getting stronger it seemed, and the temptation had been too great to resist trying out his sharpening goddess bequeathed skills. Plus, when was it again he would ever have been able to peg some sleeping immortal? As a rule the ever living did not sleep. Not just because the concept was laughable for beings that neither  changed nor aged but because of situations just like this. As Goddess Bari had always warned him before sending him on a job:

“Don’t get caught sleeping, least you wanna lose your head.”

The thing was losing your head–literally that is–was game over in this world that was full of creatures like him and Uncle Lucy, things stuck somewhere between light and dark. And now for Lucifer it seemed also stuck between animal and sapien.

“Well I gotta say Unc, I do really prefer your boobs–however you’re definitely a really interesting cat breed. I’m guessing you chose this form yourself, cause I really didn’t have something so exotic in mind when I zapped you and thought to myself CAT. This little experiment is already proving to be enlightening.” Kwonnie slowly set the carrier on the floor. The true test of his power would be if Lucifer could fool other cats in his new fuzzy embodiment. Real cats, not a hyper sensitive and paranormally attuned cat-hybrid. Like his neko Onew would probably smell the angel on dear old Lucy at five paces, and if not that he’d know Lucy didn’t speak cat (since Onew had already explained regular cats had a language all their own.).

Nope, Kwonnie knew he was definitely gonna have to take Uncle Lucy somewhere were they could be immersed in “cat-ness”. Some place like the cat cafe downtown. It was full of plain run of the mill playful and social kitties. It was the perfect place to see if his transmuting ability would hold up on this plain of reality against the real deals. If the cats in the cafe didn’t notice the most notorious angel in the universe tucked into a cat form climbing cat trees with them–then he’d call this little project a success. All he had to do now was get Lucy into this portable kitty taxi.

“Come on now Unkkie Lucy, be reasonable. I just need an hour or two of you being a good little kitty. Don’t fight me on this, OK? Into the the carrier you go. It’s really nice in there. It’s Onew’s old one and he says it’s really spacious. You’re not even half his size as a cat, so it will be like a penthouse in there for you. You’re making a fuss over nothing.”

Yukwon’s words sounded like the biggest insult. The Saja was not exactly know for excessive politeness, but treating Lucifer as a pet was the new low - and even though Morningstar’s shape was currently that of an animal, it didn’t mean he was going to forgive him such a treatment. There was no way.

Stripped of his powers, he was already cursing the moment he let himself feel at ease. Even though it was his own room he unexpectedly well asleep in. Unexpected guests still did happen sporadically and this seemed like one of such times. The male’s smile, when he leant over to pick the cat up, seemed more like a grimace to Lucifer and he did what he could to avoid the hand getting anywhere near his neck.

Naturally, he hissed and exposed his claws - one clean, fast movement of his paw - not like it would do much damage to the immortal he had in front of himself, but in this embodiment he didn’t have much more than his claws and his fangs. But it was enough to distract Yukwon for one slight moment in which he ran through the gap between his legs and left the room.

Through the door and downstairs to the piano bar.This situation required quick thinking. For a moment he was considering hiding in one of the drawers, but after deciding it would be the lost case if Yukwon got the idea about where he was hiding, he chose the top shelf, filled with alcohol bottles.

Kwonnie yelped and swore from his perch, not due to the shower temperature (which honestly he barely noticed was scalding), but due to the fact the water made balancing his teeny selfie stick almost impossible. “Goddammit Unc! You could at least give an imp some warning! What if I hadda had my camera or cell out? You looking to have a electrical burn on your shoulder? Cause know I will TOTALLY relay that water shock on you like the most unpleasant of bee stings.”

My muse has turned into a cat! Send me "Meow!” and I’ll generate what happens next!

5. They have a dream they have been turned into a cat and wake up screaming only to find they really have been turned into a cat and your muse is the only other person in the room with them.

Him resting on the windowsill, having his stomach exposed to make the most out of his sunbath. Him jumping onto the drapes, climbing all the way up, only to stumble and fall, not so graciously - because they didn’t fall on all their fours as often as it was believed. But he was back to his feet in a second, his face expression saying it was supposed to be this way.

Him catching two mice, playing with them between his paws until he got bored and let them get aw—- Wait, what? Paws?

He lifted one of the paws and licked it. Only then it came to him that something was not the way it was supposed to be. And he pondered on it and found the answer. Food! What he needed was some fresh meat. And he suddenly regretted letting the mice go - he should have saved one for the dinner.

That was when he noticed the bird outside. He got low on his paws, wiggled his butt and jumped - only to hit the window.

That was when he woke up, eyes wide open, clearly shocked at the images his mind was filled with. Not needing sleep, he almost never slept - and in this rare times he did, he has never had dreams. It was so shocking, he let out a noise. He…. mewed?

That was even more unexpected. Confused, he lifted his hands up and much to his panic, female vessel from before was gone and in its stead he had cat’s body. Have to find the way out. Have to hide and wait this out. Have to… Red Devon Rex jumped off the bed, only to have his way blocked by a cat carrier.

Two steps back. He lifted his head and saw one he was hoping to avoid in this form. Yukwon was standing in front of him, his lips parted in a wide smile and he was holding something that looked like a collar in his hand.