The feline leaps onto the couch & trots over to Cadillac's lounging form ; climbing onto his lap, paws ( the tips of his claws ) kneading at his thigh before Heathcliff finally settles down for a nap.
—- Cadillac is frozen into place,
eyes spread wide-open with child-like wonder intensifying their glow. “Emily–” he whispers motionlessly, scared that shifting at all would ruin the entirety of a moment as magical as this one. “EMILY!” A slightly louder whisper as he looks at her from the corner of his eyes. “Take a picture! I NEED you to take a picture, please… I’m begging you… I–I–…” His nose starts to wrinkle, his gaze loses focus. “Oh… no… I… ha… ha—
A̷̹̋̒̽̈́̄͗͘͝C̶̡̡̡̙̻̲̱̲̳̪̲̭͕̰̱̯̞͍̈̓͊̋̏͌̽͊̊̀̈́̀̒̂̾͘H̸̡͓͚͈̙͍͚̩̟̼̮̬̯̘̰̲̭͍̹̔̀̎̐̾̌͒̈́̆́̀͐͒͘̕͝O̴̙̦̒̅̍̄̓̈́̃̂͛͝O̶̢̦̙̯̍̌͑̎̋O̵̧͚̳̟͇̰̩̣͙̮̜̼͖̠̝͂͘Õ̷̡̨͇̤̗͔̙̳͚̳͙̙̜̭͚̏̅̉͆͐̔̐͘͠Ö̵̢̩̜̗̠͙͙̹̻̥̣͌̓͊̔̊̅̏̔̍̑̃̐͑́͐̀̎̚͜ͅO̸̤̘̞͖̭̗̳̘͛OOƠ̶͖̙̮͒̌̍̒̐̑̍͛̉͝!̸̧̡̧̩̯̣̯͙̟͓̤͈̻̘̻̀̐̔̿̌̀̀̆̐̕͜!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A loud, ear-shattering sneeze breaks the sonic barrier and shifts reality as it is known to be in no more than a second. Tears linger in Cadillac’s eyes as he whines briefly, but the grief only hits when he realizes that poor Heathcliff has run off after the bass-boosted expulsion of air. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! EMILY– Emily… please, tell me you took that picture… please…”