(Just a short piece for my first contribution to the Creative Jam. Takes place in one of my original universes.)
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His head half-covered by the blanket he had just burrowed under, Kostya heard a cat trilling. He peeked out from under the covers to see a familiar cat come sauntering into the room and smiled.
A frequent visitor, the black cat jumped onto the bed and climbed up onto Kostya’s blanketed form, settling himself there. He did not even move when Kostya started to cough, his cold the reason he was still in bed that morning instead of at his lessons.
It seemed to Kostya that the layers of blankets did not help him much with the shivers that accompanied his cold. Yet when his nameless cat made his place on top of him, the shivering bothered him less, the cat’s warm weight becoming a comforting and safe presence.
Glad for the cat, the sick boy closed his eyes knowing that the tincture that his mother had given him would make him fall asleep soon. The cat purred loudly, the sound soothing to Kostya’s ears. It made him smile that the cat was happy too and he thought that perhaps being sick was not so bad.
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Prompt Filled (third one)
Date: 2016-02-20 04:18 pm (UTC)---
His head half-covered by the blanket he had just burrowed under, Kostya heard a cat trilling. He peeked out from under the covers to see a familiar cat come sauntering into the room and smiled.
A frequent visitor, the black cat jumped onto the bed and climbed up onto Kostya’s blanketed form, settling himself there. He did not even move when Kostya started to cough, his cold the reason he was still in bed that morning instead of at his lessons.
It seemed to Kostya that the layers of blankets did not help him much with the shivers that accompanied his cold. Yet when his nameless cat made his place on top of him, the shivering bothered him less, the cat’s warm weight becoming a comforting and safe presence.
Glad for the cat, the sick boy closed his eyes knowing that the tincture that his mother had given him would make him fall asleep soon. The cat purred loudly, the sound soothing to Kostya’s ears. It made him smile that the cat was happy too and he thought that perhaps being sick was not so bad.