You've always wanted a cat, but your boyfriend hated them for some weird reason.

You had been bugging him for the past months, asking him for a kitten over and over again, until he got tired of it and decided to resolve the problem by himself.

You just got home from work; the apartment was suspiciously quiet as you walked in. You went into your bedroom to change, but instead you got welcomed with the view of Scaramouche, wearing cat ears while sitting on your bed.

"...happy now?"