Barry huffs softly, a noise somewhere between a laugh and a sigh, like he’s not sure what emotion to communicate to the twins’ complete disinterest in him as he stands there. He shifts the blanket around in his arms, keeping a secure grip. It seems to be struggling with him.]
Well, uh— I thought, y’know, since I screwed up with y’alls birthday and all, I’d try and find somethin’ t’make it up to ya. A-And that got me thinkin’— ah fuck!
[The blanket wriggles furiously in his arms, the sound of fabric tearing coming from underneath it, and Barry winces away from— something? A paw?
Two paws, turns out, as a spitting mad little kitten crawls out of the blanket and up Barry’s shirt, proceeding to batter his face with its little paws, claws all out and teeth too tiny to do any damage bared in absolute outrage.]
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Barry huffs softly, a noise somewhere between a laugh and a sigh, like he’s not sure what emotion to communicate to the twins’ complete disinterest in him as he stands there. He shifts the blanket around in his arms, keeping a secure grip. It seems to be struggling with him.]
Well, uh— I thought, y’know, since I screwed up with y’alls birthday and all, I’d try and find somethin’ t’make it up to ya. A-And that got me thinkin’— ah fuck!
[The blanket wriggles furiously in his arms, the sound of fabric tearing coming from underneath it, and Barry winces away from— something? A paw?
Two paws, turns out, as a spitting mad little kitten crawls out of the blanket and up Barry’s shirt, proceeding to batter his face with its little paws, claws all out and teeth too tiny to do any damage bared in absolute outrage.]