(I will also have a one shot posted on tumblr, and maybe wattpad, with this if you’re interested :) tumblr user is 5trrr_ )

"Mmm...so sleepy, nya." Timothy yawned and stretched back, his little fangs poking from between his lips. "Maybe it's time for a cat nap."

You watched as the bottom of his shirt rode up, revealing his smooth skin. He was acting as if he hadn't just convulsed on the floor like he was dying and stood up with a different personality, as if this was normal.

"Hmm?" He hummed. His eyes peeked open to find yours, watching him curiously. He had never acted so open before, usually so stuck on the time and punctuation. "What, this? Does it upset you, master?" You made a face of confusion at the name and he smiled slyly. Timothy nodded as if it was obvious. "You own the clock, don't you? That makes you Timmy's owner, nya..." You felt something slim slide up your side and you glanced down to see his tail, curled and soft against you. "You don't like it when Timmy calls you 'master'?"