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Dave drowsily blinked awake in the middle of the night. A human-sized shadowy figure was grinning down at him from on top of his bare chest, apparently crouching down right on top of him. Not particularly bothered, Dave focused on getting back to sleep...before he snapped awake again at the implications. "The hell?!"
"Dave!" Nepeta greeted cheerfully. "I was so excited about something that I came right over to talk to you!"
Dave reached for his phone to check the time...as well as put on his sunglasses. 3:02 AM. "And it couldn't wait until the morning?"
"This is the morning!"
"I mean morning in normal terms, not farmer's terms." Dave groaned.
"I was too hype! I had to tell you!" Nepeta exclaimed, bouncing on Dave's chest. Dave's higher than normal durability and dulled pain responses made the experience more annoying than agonizing. "Do you remewber Sburb?"
"The thing that killed me multiple times, put you and your friends on this new version of Earth as well as introduced me to my boyfriend? Yeah, I vaguely recall it." Dave adjusted his shades.
"Do you remewber my classpect?" Nepeta asked.
"That...I don't remember asking about so...no? Also, we're calling them classpects? When did that happen? Are there meetings?"
"My classpect is Rogue of Heart so that means...I can mess with souls!" Nepeta shouted.
"...And this is fun because...?"
"I can take my own soul and play with myself!"
"...Too tired to take advantage of that one. Listen, I got stuff to do in a couple of hours so you can discover yourself somewhere outside my room." Dave took off his shades to turn over in bed, sending Nepeta falling to the floor.
"Wait!" Nepeta hopped back up. "That's not all I can do!"
"Then do that. Just take it out of the room...or keep it down, at least." Dave muttered before dozing off, a smiling Nepeta watching him.
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Dave would blink awake again, the sun shining through his apartment window. Yawning, he stood up, somewhat confused by the lack of a cracking noise when he stretched his back. Nonetheless, he apparently had a good night's sleep on the...floor? Did Nepeta roll him off the bed last night when he sent her away? Is she that petty? He tiredly glared at his bed, where his sleeping form was curled up like a---
Wait.
His sleeping form?
But if he's there...he frantically looked down and felt up and down "his" body, feeling muscles in wrong spots, a much shorter frame, a normal chest and, to make matters worse...he saw grey skin. He dashed off to his bathroom, staring in the mirror...to be met with a shocked Nepeta's face staring back at him.
"FUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKKKK!!!" His shout woke up Nepeta with a start, who yowled as she leapt off the bed and hit her head on the ceiling, slamming "her" face to the floor.
"That hasn't happened since I was four sweeps..." Nepeta mumbled as plaster rained on "her" hair