After Ahmose has had enough of petting rose cat, he turns around to face Diethelm, and the doting father looks down at them. And then the child smears the pollen snot down Diethelm’s chest, grins innocently and wriggles down from his lap to go play with some toys scattered about elsewhere.
Diethelm is slightly dumb founded.
"I-" His eye twitches. "I see. That would be quite helpful." He’s using a napkin now to try to wipe off the golden pollen from his black shirt. Gosh, would it stain? He huffs a tiny bit. Of course his child would do such a thing. He fears for when Ahmose turns into a teenager. ”Alright. I might go with you then. Might as well. I was doing research about that staff you gave me also. There’s some type of ancient rock in it… I’m unfamiliar with. I’m looking into it. We might go to the library afterwards.”
Louis snickered softly behind her hand as Ahmose smeared snotty pollen down Diet’s front. Then, shortly after, she reeeeeaaaaaaaached over to try to pet rosecat, or at least gain the kitten’s attention.
"Okay then." She said, perfectly fine with taking abrupt field trips to Diet’s lab. "…Has the staff done anything?" Because with the basement and everything she wondered if, or how, the staff would react to certain stimuli. "Also, aren’t most rocks ancient?"
Actually, it would be nice to learn more about the huge rock stuck in the top of the staff.
"Well~" He starts, easing up now. "I was having a conversation with a spliced man from The Industries and... Well I just don't think of you as human. Because, well, I like you and I don't like humans. Regularly." He might have the slightest pout.
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At this point Louis just has a look of ‘what even’ on her face as Diet explains his strange comment.
"Diet, not liking most humans, but liking me doesn’t make me any less human than I am." After a moment and, upon noticing his slight pout, Louis reaches up and carefully paps at Diet’s face. "I don’t really see why it should matter if I’m human or not."
Showing up out of no where, he regards Louis in all seriousness. "Louis, I don't consider you human."
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At first Louis’ initial thought was something along the lines of ‘wait, what?’ Her second thought had been more like ‘oh no, I have been found out’ and she looked incredibly startled. Only shortly after that she wasn’t sure if this had to do with Diet’s apparent dislike of ‘normal’ humans.
"What brought this on, Diet?" She asks, quickly regaining her composure.
Ahmose has finished is smaller plate of food and is still curious, so slowly, Diethelm starts to drag the plate of meat that rosecat has been situated by, closer to them, as rosecat follows the meat. He leans down to whisper into Ahmose’s ear ‘gentle’, and slowly Ahmose extends his hand to pet down the cat’s head. The cat draws back from it, and Ahmose stares wide eyed at it.
And then rose cat sneefs and sneezes at him, blowing pollen onto the small chubby hand that touched it. Diethelm is sent into a roaring laughter, and Ahmose stares at the pollen. As for rosecat, it goes back to gnawing on the meat bits.
"Ah, references? Well, truth be told, I’d never made something like this before. It’s a first time. But I had some old books about the creatures in the gardens that I had used. They’re still in the lab if you want them. I can bring them to you if you like, or you can get them."
Ahmose has tried petting the cat again, this time, rose cat doesn’t seem to care. Ahmose is happy at the feeling and makes small chirping noises.
Louis was looking over her shoulder now, feeling a bit at ease after realizing Rosecat wasn’t going to have its tail or ears yanked on. She went back to setting her plate where it needed to be before coming back to her seat and plopping down to watch kitty/baby stuff.
"That will probably help. I might keep track of anything interesting that happens, since this is the first time you’ve made something like this." Yes, like most things in most universes Louis was going to bring science into it. At least this time she was keeping track of a kitten/plant hybrid’s development and not less than safe for work things. "I can probably just pick them up if they’re in the lab."
kittens and books should be a tumblr
for every popular text post you reblog there is a crying blogger on the other side drowning in notifications
DON’T YOU DARE
you know you secretly like it
YOU ARE THE HERO GOTHAM DESERVES
I’M CRYING BECAUSE OF THAT CAPTION
Never give up on animals, ever. My little bratty babe was rescued under similar circumstances in California and flown up here where she is now the most spoiled little baby ever :3
She’s still small, but she has way too much energy and her best friend is the dog so the other cats better not pick on her :P
Ahmose look at her confused. What was hi brid? He doesn’t know, but he does know kitten. He liked kittens. And so he starts to wriggle his way up onto the table in which Diethelm drags him back. There is a huffing, whimpering noise from Ahmose before he looks up at his dad and pouts. Diethelm smiles gently.
"When you finish your veggies, you can see the kitten, alright?"
Ahmose is still pouting. Veggies? Bleh. Lame. Boring. Diethelm takes note of Louis poking at the food and wonders if it’s to her liking. He hopes it is, but doesn’t question it. Ahmose begins to begrudgingly eat his veggies, though, and so Diethelm starts to eat his breakfast also.
As for rose cat, it’s sat down in front of the plate, starting to gnaw on the side of a piece of what appears to be ham.
Silly Moose, if he asked what a hybrid was Louis probably would have made an attempt at explaining. Actually, if she’d tried to explain she’d end up over complicating the explanation and making it more confusing.
Louis does eventually eat, but while she did she pondered whether feeding veggies to rosecat would be like facilitating cannibalism. Oh well, from what she could see the kitten seemed to like meat and cats were carnivorous anyway. As for milk she wasn’t sure if rosecat’s digestive system could break down lactose or if she should just stick to blood and water.
When she’s done eating Louis rises from her seat to clear her plate off at the sink. She glanced back, checking from time to time that rosecat wasn’t doing anything too dangerous.
"Diet, do you have any notes or anything that could help with taking care of the kitten?" Louis asks, while wondering if she’d ever come up with a name for the cat.
Well I've been looking up 1800's fashions for clothing and stuff refs soo.... yeah
(( o ^o /Shrugs./ It seems to work just fine and I think Raz has been going more towards 1800s with industrial stuffs.
DO YOU EVER WANT TO MAKE THE FRIEND SO BAD, BUT YOU GET TOO NERVOUS AND ACCIDENTALLY EAT THEM