“ Goodddd- Mooorningg… “

Bon crooned softly— His head giving a little jerk as it tilted to the side.

Bon wasn’t supposed to be talking. But- Somehow he did— But only to you. He liked you.

“ Eeatt? “

How terrifyingly caring.

“ Yes Bon. I ate— Thank you. “

You gave him a scratch under the chin- Making him purr almost… it was more robotic that anything.

“ Wwwork… “

“ Yes, I have work to do. And you have a party at 12. “

“ Pparttyyy… “

He hummed.