Happy late birth AllySharp

Stampy let out a sigh of content, hugging the pillow tighter. It was well nearing noon and he was sleeping in as late as he could. Ballistic had left earlier to eat and patrol the base. Stampy didn't want to join, he had stayed up late trying to find this red dot that was in the room earlier. Ballistic told him to sleep but no, he had to find it.

The door opened and Ballistic walked in, dropping a backpack with a loud thud. Stampy jumped, opening one eye to glare at him. His tail had puffed up in annoyance and Ballistic only laughed.

"What? Were you sleeping?"

"Yes," Stampy huffed. Ballistic sat on the bed and smoothed his tail down, getting Stampy to purr.

"Well it's noon and you need food."

"And I wanna sleep."

Ballistic rolled his eyes, pinching Stampys thigh. Which got Stampy to kick his leg out which was only caught by Ballistic. Stampy let out a whine as he was dragged closer to Ballistic. Before he could be picked up, Stampy quickly changed shapes. Ballistic was forced to let go, seeing his fiancé now it his orange cat form.

"Stampy babe not now. I need to patrol and feed you."

Ballistic only got an annoyed meow back. The cat jumped and landed on his shoulders, curling his and letting out a purr as it fell asleep again. Ballistic let out a sigh, standing up and going over to the dressed. He picked up the necklace that had a gold ring on it and put it in his pocket, knowing Stampy would want it later.

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For the rest of the day Ballistic patrolled around base. Checking the glass walls that held out the strong ocean current. Some crafters who lived here were other types of hybrids and some weren't even hybrids or squids. Making sure the glass was intact was important to everyone's safety.

Making it to his office, Ballistic set the papers he collected around the base down on the table before sitting. Stampy, still in cat form, was sleeping still. What was with cats and sleep anyway? Ballistic will never know.

But as soon as he started working Stampy woke up, seeing the pile of papers and pens. He hopped off Ballistic shoulders and made a nice bed out of the papers. Ballistic sighed again for the... Hm... 100th time? Sounds right.

"Stampy I need to work."

"Meow."

"Stampy."

"Meow."

"Stampy babe please."

Stampy purred louder, rolling so papers went everywhere. Ballistic rolled his eyes and stood up, startling Stampy.

"Ok. I'm gonna go eat so I can let you sleep."

Before he got out the door he felt someone tackle him. Except he didn't topple cause the person was lighter, and clinging to his back now. Guess Stampy changed.

"Don't leave me," Stampy whined. Ballistic sighed once again and reached into his pocket and pulled out the necklace. Stampy grabbed his and put it around his neck, letting out a purr.

"Alright. I'm still gonna go get food."

"Fine with me."

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Yay... Late stuff...
Sorry my friend.