I wondered if I could crash on your good side? (Dorothy)

[Kitrana Moore]

Another weekend with disappointingly little going on.. Kit had gotten a bit drunk in town the night before and she knew better than to do that two days in a row.. Fast metabolism or not, she was still very small and if there was nothing to prove it was silly to deal with an ultra hangover just because she was a little bored.. Besides, there was another room with a window cracked and the lights on despite it being a bit late. That meant someone that Kit could meet.. possibly mess with.

Okay, sure.. this particular light and window belonged to the head of housing.. A Miss Dorothy Wilson. Yeah, perhaps it wasn't the best idea ever to be breaking into the home of the head of housing... but then again, bold first impressions, especially if there were a few laughs, tended to be strong ones that lasted. Kit figured that as long as things turned out 'good' she would be firmly on the good side of the dorm monitor boss lady... and who didn't want that?

So as Kit had made a habit of since she'd started her schooling at Hammel, she snuck effortlessly out of her room through the window and descended the building to get to the room she knew was occupied and open. Dorothy's. Given that this room was on the first floor, there was no climbing involved, just one small leap up to the window sill. Kit peered around inside the room and saw noone.. Perhaps Miss Wilson was in the restroom or in the kitchen or changing into her PJs. Perfect.

Kit skillfully eased open the window with her dextrous little paws and eased inside, remaining on the sill to wait for the resident of the apartment to return so that she could make her presence known with a skillfully timed meow... Except that then Miss Wilson returned to the room..... and instead of feeling crafty or coy or sneaky, Kit nearly fell off of the window sill. This lady was way too hot to be the freaking head of housing at some meta school. No friggin way. She was like.. model-level gorgeous!

So instead of a mew and a flicking tail, Dorothy would be greeted to the sight of a primarily orange tabby cat staring at her with a limp tail and it's jaw literally slack for a moment.. Then the shapeshifter caught herself and shook her head, immediately sitting and starting to groom herself. This was gonna be fun.

[Dorothy Wilson]

Ah, it had been a wonderful weekend so far. The kids were on break because of the holiday and none of the stragglers had caused any trouble that her older kids couldn't take care of. She had put on a little thanksgiving dinner in her suite for the kids that couldn't go home, but was surprised at how many had decided not to show. She would just have to work harder to get the kids trust. She was actually in the middle of making a few pies and some cookies, lounging around in her pajamas and robe.

Now, these weren't the type of pajamas anyone should be seeing though, so she had to be careful and make sure that her robe was closed very tightly if someone were to come to the door. She doubted anyone would though and was happily dancing around the kitchen in her slippers, unaware that her robe had fallen open. It wasn't a huge deal, there was no one there right? She smiled and shook her head. It was preposterous to even think though. Maybe she would watch a Disney movie? Or maybe she would turn it on HGTV? All she knew was that she would have to cure this boredom one way or another.

She smiled as she contemplated, pulling the cookies out of the oven. Breathing in the aroma of the cookies Dorothy smiled down at them. They were an odd choice but she figured the way she made them they would be liked. In case they weren't she also was planning on making a variety of them as they were well received every time she put them in the student lounge. She glanced at the clock and sighed. So much to do so little time. Leaving the cookies out to cool, at least for a little while Dorothy set about doing the dishes, carefully cleaning each one as she wanted to present a well kept house and kitchen. She would normally have waited to do them but with more treats in the oven and more plans she figured it would be easier to clean them now.

Once that was done Dorothy smiled and put on the water for a pot of tea. She would make peppermint, one of her favorites, it was calming and lovely and seeing as she had another 45 minutes for the apple pie she was going to relax a bit. Once piqued Dorothy made herself a cup and ventured into her living room, sitting on the comfortable couch that she herself brought in. She loved how she had redecorated the apartment, it suited her nicely and she was proud of it. Guess watching all of that HGTV had paid off.

As soon as she sat down and was starting to get comfortable, feet up on the couch, tea in hand Dorothy was surprised. Looking over at the window She shook her head in disbelief, there was a cat? What? How did it get in? Oh, maybe she had left the window open because she had been cooking, yes that was it. Smiling she put her tea down and walked over to it holding out her hand. "Hey there kitty, where did you come from?" She smiled at the cat before slowly petting it. "Come here and let's get you out of the cold." As she picked up the cat she looked for the collar and tags if there were any. Finding none she sighed and held it so it was staring her straight in the eye. "Now who do you belong to?" Grinning she continued to hold the cat putting it to her chest as she carried it to the couch. On the off chance it was a student shifter Dorothy racked her brains. Currently there wasn't any students that could shift into an orange tabby, but it was pretty late. She could be wrong. Oh well, even if it was a student it still needed to be out of the cold. She smiled down at it. "If you're a student you should know better then to sneak into my apartment. Don't steal anything okay?" Grinning Dorothy turned the television on and switched the saved movies to Aladdin before setting the cat down. "Shall we watch Aladdin then?"

Trusting isn't she?

[Kitrana Moore]

Kit hadn't been waiting long when Dorothy had shown up.. and the reason for her slack-jawedness (aside from Dorothy's natural unreasonable beauty) was her outfit. Sure, the robe had probably been tied securely at one point but.. it had apparently come loose. What it revealed was as close to skimpy as one could get while still remaining tasteful and classy.. A very short nightgown that Kit could swear she could see panties underneath, long toned legs, and those boots that on anyone else would seem silly, but on this lady just.. worked. Seriously, chick was supermodel-gorgeous.

As Kit had waited to be noticed once Dorothy had sat down, she'd been able to observe the room. This place had to be one of the nicest apartments on campus. Everything was modern and new and clean and shiny and... Well, Kit's parents were basically filthy rich, and this looked like a place that they would be perfectly okay spending some time. That was saying a lot. Kit's dad was extremely picky and Kit's mom was a neat freak. The fact that this lady had managed to set her house up like it was with less than a six-figure income was absolutely impressive to say the least.

Anyway, as Kit had been dwelling on her parents and this room and avoiding thinking too much about how damned pretty this lady was, she suddenly realized that she'd been noticed.. and shortly after she'd been picked up.. held as cats so often were, right up to breasts that only had a thin layer of cloth protecting them from the outside world... If cats could blush, Kit might be glowing. Since they couldn't, she would be very still and fluid. Putty in Dorothy's hands, as it were.

No collar. It was nearly impossible for Kit to shift items from cat form (even though she was pro as heck at shifting her clothing from human form) so she walked around as a kitty looking like the most well-taken-care-of stray that ever existed.. Then the eye contact happened.. If the rest of this lady wasn't pretty enough, her eyes were downright stunning. It was no fair. Kit liked to believe that she was naturally beautiful, but this chick? Dayum. If you're a student Kit's kitty breath caught in her throat..... Don't steal anything, okay?

That was it? This lady was that trusting and that carefree?? Gah! Was she one of those freaky people who somehow had a body as beautiful as their soul? Was she like.. a member of some crazy cult? WHERE WAS THE NEGATIVE?? .. Away from the air by the window, Kit's sensitive nose could finally be put to good use as well. Not only was she in the company of someone beautiful and trusting and carefree who liked disney movies.. this chick had made cookies (Kit's favorite kind, no less) and was still in the process of baking a pie? How was this bitch not married!?

Kit didn't really react when Aladdin was mentioned.. Truth be told she didn't exactly like the way that disney portrayed women and princesses most of the time.. but hell, if she got to lay on this lady she could deal with watching the news for a few hours.

Unfortunately, Kit was so overwhelmed and so comfortable that... before 'open sesami' she was a purring ball of sleep with her head tucked up against Dorothy's neck and her tail gently looped around the woman's arm..

When the timer finally went off for the pie in the oven, Kit woke and naturally hopped off of Dorothy so she could go to the kitchen without trying to juggle a cat and a pie... but as Kit immediately fell back asleep in the warm place on the couch where Dorothy had risen from, she was dreaming about.. naughty things.. with Dorothy...

Kit had a lot of trouble maintaining a given form when she was asleep.. Sleep paralysis made it entirely possible for her to shift with no real consequence or pain, and if she was dreaming of herself as a human, she tended to become a human. If she dreamed of herself as a cat she would become a cat. Same for neko.. That's just how it worked for her... fortunately Kit really was pro as heck at shifting.. and even while asleep had never once shifted back naked. Nope, when she shifted back to human she was always wearing whatever she'd been wearing when she'd shifted to kitty form.. In this case some dark grey cargos, colorful DCs, a simple long-sleeve black shirt with the word 'Kitteh.' printed across the chest in white, and a belt with a hello kitty chrome belt buckle on it.

But regardless, when Dorothy came back from the kitchen expecting to find a cat, she would find a four-foot two girl with brilliant red hair curled up in a ball on the couch fast asleep where the cat had been. And it would be awful hard for Dorothy to sit back down, as Kit was taking up juuust enough room on the couch that Dorothy couldn't just sit on either side of her.

Whoops.

[Dorothy Wilson]

Dorothy was ready to relax and bake, maybe put her feet up, something that would occupy her time until the cookies and pies were done. She knew it was getting later into the night, but hey, she was an insomniac for a reason. Besides, ti suited her to be up until two in the morning. Many of her most interesting occurrences happened at two in the morning.

Oh she could tell you stories, though some weren't the most appropriate others were loads of fun to tell to anyone who came into her door. She wasn't going to go into detail now, but some of those were amazing. For her, it was more important to do things rather then be a couch potato. Right now she was tired, but had to get all of this done! That was where her focus lay.

Dorothy smiled as she picked the cat up, petting it lightly, making sure to cradle it in one arm and scratch right below it's ears in the other. A quick check assured her that it was female, and that it didn't have fleas. Sorry kitty, but if you had fleas you were going to get quarantined. Dorothy wouldn't allow pests to invade her house. Fleas were no exception. Luckily for the cat there was no fleas and or pests, and thus got picked up and cuddled as she sat down on the sofa.

This cat certainly was well groomed. Dorothy admired how clean the fur was as she looked at her house guest. She definitely couldn't be a stray, there was no way, but there was no collar either. Frowning Dorothy shook her head before smiling at the kitty and leaning her forehead against the cats brow and nuzzling it. "You would never steal anything from me would you?" She highly suspected it was a student now, but had no thought as to who it was. Instead she would trust them, and besides, they probably knew they would get in trouble for breaking curfew and coming in here.

Honestly Dorothy wasn't worried about theft from the students. She was pretty easy going, but she knew when to enforce the rules and she always made sure that she was fair about them. She didn't want the students to hate her after all, and she wasn't going to stand for injustice anyway. She figured if it were a student they would come clean soon enough. Besides, most people liked Disney and Aladdin was awesome. Princess Jasmine was the shit, standing up and doing as she wished, not what her father wished, actually finding love? Dorothy loved the happy endings that Disney always pulled through with.

Besides, she was happy watching it, though whenever she watched it she would remember that night that she and Jessie had gotten tipsy, and watched it, ending up in tears because Aladdin had saved Genie and then there was the whole deal with carpet. Jessie was the best!

Dorothy gave a small sigh as the cat purred in her arms, falling asleep. Chuckling she couldn't blame it, it was nice and warm and she was soft. What cat wouldn't fall asleep? The tail looping around her arm though was something new, but she didn't mind it that much. Dorothy pet the cat with a fondness, and smiled down at it, "You made yourself comfortable I see." Dorothy didn't mind all that much though.

As the time went off and the cat jumped off her Dorothy gave a grin and pet it before she went into the other room. At least it had woken up for that, it would have been hard to make the pie and bake with a cat fallen asleep in her arms.

As Dorothy walked into the kitchen she made sure to grab her oven gloves, taking out the cookies she was baking. Boy did they smell good! Dorothy quickly set them down to cool, and put the pie she had already worked on in the oven setting the time, now, as before it was going to be a waiting game. The cookies looked delicious and Dorothy was going to make sure that they were kept that way. Smiling at her work Dorothy took another class of her peppermint tea and headed back into the living room to watch the rest of Aladdin with the mysterious kitty, making sure to tighten her robe around her waist. She wasn't going to take any chances, and besides it was a tiny bit cold in the apartment. Covering up offered her warmth and security.

Walking into the living room Dorothy just about dropped her tea. Shaking her head with a grin she sighed and tilted her head, grabbing a blanket trying not to laugh. This was Kitrana Moore, one of her students. This was certainly unexpected but it wasn't necessarily bad. Granted, it was past curfew and her apartment had been snuck into, in the guise of a cat, but she figured Kitrana knew of the consequences. In the morning they would have a meeting and Kitrana would be doing some community service for her. Basically like an Intern.Dorothy didn't think the girl would object, after all there were cookies, but she wasn't going to be an easy boss. The girl would learn the rules and come to respect her, one way or the other.

As she set the blanket down on the sleeping girl Dorothy attempted to move her over some, at least so she could have a tiny bit of room to sit. For goodness sake she had a guest bedroom. If the girl wasn't going to sleep in her own room she supposed she could use her room. Though, as soon as she woke up they would need to have a talk about using shifted appearances in lieu of sneaking out. God knows she had done that some times.

Shhh, its a secret.

[Kitrana Moore]

Dreaming... Dreaming... More dreaming... Light panting and mumbling while dreaming.... Thank the gods that Dorothy wasn't a telepath. Hooo boy, thank the gods that Dorothy wasn't a telepath. She would be getting a brain full of things that were very, very far from PG. Athletic things, soft sweet slow things, things in public, things here on this very couch... Kit had a very active imagination, and it showed through in her dreams. But fortunately, Dorothy wasn't a telepath. So she didn't need to know about any of them.

When the obscenely attractive head of housing tried to move Kit to sit back down, though, the girl stirred, mumbling more. Quietly, cutely, but just loud enough for Dorothy to know that Kit was definitely saying something in a language that only made sense in dreams. She arched her back with a sigh and curled up into a tight little ball, giving the head of housing plenty of room to sit... before rolling to her hands and knees. She stared over her shoulder at the woman with glazed eyes, turned around on the couch, and apparently thinking she was still a cat crawled over and collapsed right across Dorothy's lap as before, lightly nuzzling her stomach and purring. Purring despite not even being a cat. Cause that's just how Kit rolled.

So a very caught Kit was completely unaware that she wasn't a cat.. and in the middle of having very naughty dreams about Dorothy, was laying against the woman's lap and nuzzling her tummy. Your move, staffer. Let her sleep, or be awkward and stuffy and wake her up?

[Dorothy Wilson]

Dorothy was happy enough to just watch Aladdin, as she waited for her final baking project to be done. The timer was set, and she was more then ready to go to bed. Yawning a bit she stretched, setting her tea down on the side table before attempting to get comfortable again under the throw blanket that she had brought with her from the kitchen. The sight of Kitrana had frazzled Dorothy a little but she supposed there was no harm done. That was all that mattered right?

This whole business Kit moving around made Dorothy smile. The girl obviously still thought she was a cat, and she had to stifle a laugh. Instead she sat down when the girl moved and turned Aladdin back on. It was actually quite amusing the way she looked at her. Dorothy supposed the girl still thought she was a cat, and though that was amusing as it was, it was more amusing the fact that it was a human girl, in her apartment that was now staring up at her like a cat. Sipping her tea Dorothy kept one eye on the girl and one eye on the movie.

The whole situation became even more amusing when the student began to nuzzle up to the head of housing. Dorothy held the tea above her head and frowned, this was definitely against protocol. She wasn't going to risk her job over the comfort of a student and shook her head lightly. Once her tea was set on the side table Dorothy lightly shook the student’s shoulder. “Miss Moore, If you are going to sleep here there is a welcome guest bedroom and a whole other couch . I do not mind if you stay for the night, but this isn't proper.” Dorothy shook Kitrana’s shoulder a little harder. “Please wake up.”