Owner	Pose
Vorpal	Saturday afternoon finds Tommy Hunter elbow-deep in homework. The result of a couple of weeks of putting more priority on what was going on in Super-World rather than in Student-World. The result was a weekend of hell, but fortunately it was over. The last book closed, the teen lets out an exhalation and decides to sit on the windowsill overlooking the Rockaways, enjoying the cooler breeze that is the preamble to the arrival of fall.
Beast Boy	And into the windowsill drifts a delicate green butterfly. The size of a hand, it flutters in its wobbly flightpath to land delicately upon Tommy's knee. "What's a handsome cat doing in a window like this?" asks the butterfly in Garfield's voice. No one knows how creatures that have absolutely no phsyical way to speak as a human does speaks but Gar manages it and so the butterfly speaks. This seems amusing to Gar, considering Tommy was the Cheshire Cat. Butterfly!
Vorpal	The cat is at first a little startled, but then smirks. He's getting used to Gar making an entrance like that, and so he simply says with a rather cocky grin, "Just lucky, I guess!" He reaches out a hand so Gar can travel from his knee onto it, and asks "How was your trip? Apparently you and I missed -quite- a whole lot of insanity while we were away. Robin got kidnapped by Doctor Light and Wonder Girl almost died. They're both alright now. At least Wonder Girl is. It's hard to tell if Robin is alright or not since he only has one setting with two variants: Brood light and Brood Extra Dark."
Beast Boy	As the butterfly clambers from knee to hand, Gar shifts into a jolly green lizard. They crawl better. "We need to get him some Brood Decaf, man," quips the lizard, licking as eye before continuing onto Tommy's forearm. "How's school going for you, though? Everything's been okay while I was West Coasting it up?"
Vorpal	"I am dying. I need to learn better time-management skills. I did two weeks' worth of homework yesterady and today, and I'm sure I have some of the textbooks burned into my retina." The cat smirks and reaches out to taptap GariZard's head lightly with a fingertip. "I have almost caught up on my sleep. I missed you a ton, too- how's everything over there on the coast?"
Beast Boy	"Things are alright. Auditions and what not, which is good. I'm on hurry up and wait. Are you caught up to the point weher we can take a fwe hours to ourselves. I sort of miss my boytoy," states Garizard, who COULD become a Garzard and then final evolution into a FUCKING DRAGON! Flying Fire Type. Whatever, Gary.
Vorpal	"Oh your -boytoy- am I? Coin-operated boy and all that?" Tommy smirks, sliding off the windowsill and padding towards the kitchen to grab two sodas from the refrigerator, "You keep that up and the only date you'll be able to get will be with the Geico lizard." Soda obtained, he plops down on the couch and sets the sodas on the table. Without coasters. "We've got a few hours, Georgie's out taking care of a few things and in disguise. I can't wait to be done with this Harley business once and for all, to be honest. It's rather awkward sharing a studio apartment with a guy who -isn't- your boyfriend, you know?" The cat looks at Garizard and leans back on the couch, giving him room to crawl onto it, transform, or do whatever it is the mood strikes him to do.
Beast Boy	"He better keep his paws off your silky drawers, or I'll velaciraptor his face so face, I can't even," states Garfield, leaping from Vorpal arm to Vorpal's side. Shifting midleap, Garfield lets himself bounceblop onto the sofa next to Tommy. He's grinning the whole time. "And no, not coin-operated. Gar-operated. I don't want a date with Geico."
Vorpal	"You are green with envy, I can see!" The cat grins and reaches over to boop Gar's nose after he shifts, "Don't worry, I am not greedy, I can totally share." He is in full teasing mode, eviently. "And besides, you know I don't wear silky drawers. Silk just builds up static elecriticity something fierce." He then lets out a sigh and drapes an arm around Gar's shoulders. "I don't want the summer to end already," he says in a quiet whine, "Now it's going to turn all cold and inhospitable out there."
Beast Boy	"I'm always green," Gar retorts, grinning at the nose boop. "Never said anything about you being the greedy one, Kitty," is the comment, made as Gar leans into the draped arm. "Yes. But you have all those lovely fur.... and me.. to warm you!"
Vorpal	"Yeah, yeah, but there's the whole bit where the earth is covered in white, gooey, cold stuff." He shudders, "And then those unhealthy people who like to do stuff in the cold come out and do those 'winter sports' things they do. Freaks." He shakes his head, as if it were a moral outrage. "You know, we should do soemthing for the last day of summer. Like... find a way to recruit Robin into an outing to a theme park or something. Get him exposed to regular human beings... who knows? He might even learn not to feed off the souls of the innocents." The cat grins and leans over to nuzzle Gar's cheek.
Beast Boy	"This is a perfect plan. I suggest Coney Island. Their funnel cakes are to die for," Garfield purrs happily, leaning into the nuzzle while he curls an arm up to stritch behind one of Vorpal's ears.
Vorpal	Tommy raises an eyebrow and smirks, "Are you seriously suggesting we try to sugar-bomb Robin, Gar? Are you willing to accept the responsibility of what might actually happen there?" "Because I am sure the assassins raised him without sugar, puppies or spice. There is no telling what might actually be unleashed, you know." The Cheshire cat reaches over and tries a quick poke on Gar's side to tickle him.
Beast Boy	Tommy may be the Avatar of the Cheshire Cat, but Garfield's mischevious grin is a rival for anything that Cat could give. "Of course I am. Sugar-bombing is the best way to combat Brood Extra-Dark. The tiniest bit of salt added to the mix willl help cut the bitter and make the sugar much more effective. Plus, if he was raised with out puppies, then he will have no defense against my puppy eyes," Garfield states just before the tickle attack lands. THe shifter squeaks. literally. A green mouse drops to where Garfield was sitting before trying to scurry away from OMG THAT'S A BIG CAT! LOL TOmmy's a big ol' pussy.
Vorpal	Tommy decides to follow along and goes for a Tom and Jerry style pounce, "You keep those puppy eyes away from him, are you trying to make me jealous?" he jokes, intentionally overshooting Gar and faceplanting against the couch's arm-rest. "Oof- I see your plot, and it's not going to work, Garfield Mark Logan!"
Beast Boy	Jerry-Gar runs to the other armrest, perching upon it and watching as Tommy 'accordians' himself a bit. "You're the one who said I was green with envy! Fine. I won't puppy eyes him. What about kitten eyes?" Gar teases, blowing Tom a raspberry before leaping off the sofa and onto the floor to continue the Tom and Jergar antics.
Vorpal	"Oh, you little stinker!" Now Tommy leaps, diving over the couch and towards the floor. His heel catches on the rug, and he rolls across the floor, way past JarGar. When he rights himself, he rubs the small of his back. "Man, these stunts are best left to the pros. Now I'm going to have to schedule a massage to work out these kinks," he says... But maybe he's faking, as he quickly turns 'round and tries to lay a hand on Gar!
Beast Boy	Gary-mouse ducks the flying Tom-cat, watching him land and then rub at his back. Gary straightens, worry making his whiskers twitch. "I know a wonderful massu...eep!" Faking faker cat! Not ahving expected the sudden pounce, Gary squeaks and is caught!.
Vorpal	"Aha! I've caught you at last! And now..." Tommy trails off. "And now I don't know what to do. Funny. They never covered what came after in the shows." He smirks and leans back, opening his palm to let Gar move about. "So... nefarious plan hatched- Coney Island, Sugar and potential explosion. Am I missing anything?"
Beast Boy	"Well, they did. But Marge turned off the TV and by the time Bart got it turned back on, Krusty stated that they'd never let that be aired again," Gary says, shifting into a kitten to leap down to the floor and then back to his normal self, sitting and chilling. "Krusty never lies. No. I don't think we've missed anything, but I think we need to find all the roller coasters and rides we can cramp the boy into before we let him even attempt the skill games."
Vorpal	"Sugar bomb him AND then get him to puke his guts out?" The cheshire cat laughs and reaches out to pet the kitten "You are evil. Pure evil. Remind me never to get on your bad side, Garfield the cat." Something makes him chuckle and says, "Hey... I am hungry. How do you feel like... lasagna?"
Beast Boy	The grin is pure innocence that no one would believe is real. Garfield is happy to be patting upon the head. It is fitting tribute for a cat. "I love lasagna. By the pan. Olive Garden?"
Vorpal	"That means we have to dress up, then," Tommy stands up and stretches, "You know, the whole no shoes, no shirt, no service thing. I've got a few things that might fit you." He gestures towards the closet and starts walking that way. "Mind you, I haven't done laundry in weeks. I am surprised I still have things to wear at all..."
Beast Boy	"I am in uniform," Garfield lets Tommy know, shifting up into himself. Fully dressed and all! "Unless you WANTED to date that fat cat? I'm not sure he's as recognizable when he's green..."
Vorpal	Tommy smirks and looks over his shoulder. "Well, I'm *not* dressed to go out. So you can wait your uniformed tail on the couch or you can come over and help me choose something that doesn't make me look like a total dork. And if you help me pick something good, I might buy you dessert." He grins.
Beast Boy	"You had me at 'come over'," retorts Garfield, grinning and following Tommy to the bedroom to help with wardrobe selection.