If your still taking prompts then Patton is living with Virge (human AU) and Virge is terrified at having a having a cat cause he thinks he’ll hurt the smol thing so Pat adopts one and helps Verge through his anxiety

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“Ohhh, Virgil!” Patton sang as he entered the apartment, grin spread widely across his face.  “I’ve got a present!”

“What is it?” Virgil asked as he rounded the corner from the bedroom, eyes full of suspicion.  Last time Patton had a “present” it was a snapping turtle he picked up off the side of the road.

Patton practically vibrated in place as he presented a  tiny calico kitten from behind his back.  “Her name is Reese!”

“Uhhh…” Virgil’s eyes went wide as could be, and he took a cautious step backward to get away from the tiny, tiny kitten.  “Wh-why did you get a cat?” 

“Because you’re always looking at those cute videos of them and pictures and really seem to like cats!” Patton said.  “I thought maybe Reese could help you!”

A shrill meow escaped the kitten as she stared around her new surroundings, eyes landing on Virgil.  She cried out once more and stared at the floor, so Patton put her down.  Reese made a half-jog over to Virgil, who quickly scrambled away from her.

“P-Patton, get her!” Virgil cried, flopping onto the couch.

Patton quickly ran over and scooped the kitten up, confusion written on his face.  “What’s the matter?  I thought you liked cats?”

“I do,” Virgil said, making poor Pat even more confused.  “I’m just…no, it’s stupid.”

“Verge, nothing you can say is stupid,” Patton said, plopping down beside him and restraining Reese gently.  “It’s just…what?”

“Well…” Virgil sighed and reached over to pet the kitten, not even touching her for two seconds before retracting his hand.  “I just don’t, I just – I don’t wanna accidentally hurt her,” he said.  “She’s so small, I-I just don’t want to accidentally, like, squish her or something.”

“Somebody obviously didn’t grow up with cats,” Patton said with a giggle.  “I had three as a kid, and literally all three of them had to have had nine lives.”

Virgil snickered and shook his head, claiming it couldn’t have been that bad.

“Oh?” Patton started, taking that as a challenge.  “Buster got himself stuck in a window sill, all day, four times.  Mittens went through a tumble in the dryer once, not to mention all the times she slept on top of a black car in the middle of summer.  And Ramsey…that poor little guy got a fish hook stuck in his lip, fell through the heating grates, flung himself willingly off the porch, and he fought at least five rattlesnakes.  All three of them survived.”

“That’s crazy,” Virgil laughed.  “Those poor cats!”

“And if you really don’t think cats are magical creatures sent from heaven, look at your lap.”

Virgil furrowed his brow and looked down, jumping when he saw Reese curled up fast asleep.  Hesitantly, Virgil put a finger to the top of her head, and his heart completely melted as she pushed her nose into his palm.

“Give her a few weeks and she’ll be the perfect size to play bowling with!”

“Patton, no!” Virgil protectively curled in on top of Reese, covering her as well as he could.  

Patton bust out laughing, waking the tiny kitten.  “I’m only kidding, promise, promise!”  He hopped to his feet and headed towards the kitchen.  “I’ll fix some lunch since you’re not gonna be able to get up for a while!”

“Why can’t I get up?” Virgil asked.

Patton shot him a glare.  “Don’t you dare move that sweet, precious baby cat!”

Virgil shook his head and snickered, lightly petting Reese with his thumb.  “I promise I’ll protect you from his…ideas.”