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iT IS TOO LATE AT NIGHT TO BE KILLING CHARACTERS IM NOT READY FOR THIS RAILWAY O F ANGST

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Some little fluffy thing for theoncomingteacake on her birthday uwu

She didn't know what to expect when her boss, Bones, came up to her during her shift at the Medical Bay. But what she definitely wasn't expecting was the small animal he held in his hands. A kitten. It was currently fidgeting in his hands, catching its claws in his shirt in an attempt to get away. But when it saw Amy, its bright blue eyes sparkled and it nearly fell out of his hands in an attempt to crawl towards her. With an impatient sigh, he thrust the small animal cloaked in curly blonde fur into her hands, and she nearly dropped it in surprise. "W-What's this?" She asked impatiently, setting the kitten down on her desk, but it immediately came to her side, nuzzling its face into her uniform. "A kitten," was all Bones' explanation, and she glared at him. "I need you to take care of him, okay? Kirk doesn't want it to get around that there's an animal in board, so as he seemed to like you the most--" "Wait." Amy glared at him again, glancing down at the animal who was pawing at her PADD. "What do you mean, 'he seemed to like you the most'? Who the hell is this damn cat?" "It's Chekov." He grinned at her shocked expression before explaining himself. "In an away mission, he came into contact with a plant which owned pollen that has briefly altered his DNA to..." he gestured to the kitten. "This. So, considering as the ship cannot know that a potentially flea-infected animal is aboard the Enterprise, we thought we'd leave him in the somewhat un-capable hands of the ship's favourite and only underaged lieutenant." He scooped up the kitten, no--Chekov, and handed him to Amy again. "He doesn't need food, but you'll know when he does. And I'm guessing he's... y'know..." he scratched the back of his head. "Potty trained or whatever. Yep! Well, have fun." Before Amy could protest further, he left Medbay, leaving her with the boy she'd had feelings for now in the form of a cat. With a huff, she sat back down, the ball of fur crawling onto her chest. He looked up at her with the same glittery eyes she had first fallen for, and she ran a hand through his luxurious fur. "You... Russian asshole," she muttered, her cheeks flaring with colour when his claws caught in her uniform and he tugged, hard enough to nearly pull down her top. "Jeez, even as a kitten you're a perv." He purred when she scratched behind his eyes, his bright eyes falling closed and his head softly thumping against her. She stroked his fur until he finally fell asleep, and she moved him to lie over her shoulder whilst she got back to work. His little head was resting in the crook of her neck, his small breaths short bursts of hot air against her neck. With another sigh, she let herself smile. He was incredibly adorable like this, Amy had to admit.

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