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Midas groaned.

He looked around him, not really liking the situation he was in. Jules had insisted that he and the team take a "recreational day" to relax and chill out. Obviously no one needed it. There was always something to do, always. But one look at her incredibly impressive puppy-eyes and that was it. So here Midas was, at the beach. His daughter, who decked all out in her swimwear, was finalizing what she referred to as a masterpiece.

Oh, it was a masterpiece alright.

She had her father lie down in the sand after he had smeared sunscreen over his extremely pale skin. Then she started to cover him with the grainy substance.

Soon enough, she started using water and a shovel to sculpt a mermaid tail where the sand was over her father's legs/feet. He groaned once more, but made no verbal complaint. Jules seemed to be enjoying herself. As long as no one else saw him, right?

Unfortunately fate didn't go his way. As soon as Jules had finished, she called over the rest of the team to gloat about what an amazing job she did. They got their clear amusement out of their systems as Midas' ears slowly turned a light pink shade. Embarrassed? Him? ...In your dreams.

The leader of Ghost then realized that someone wasn't accounted for. His kitty. Where was Meowscles? With his limited vision of the beach, he cast his eyesight around, before ultimately landing on this huge ass wave that was coming.. right for him??

As it got closer, he realized there was something actually riding the wave. That something just happened to be extremely buff, liked being pet, and was supposed to be afraid of the water.

It was Meowscles.

The man-cat was literally surfing. Where the fuck did he learn that? Midas didn't really have anytime to think more of a thought because he found himself extremely wet. Not the good kind either :(.

The wave that Meowscles was on came all the way to shore and swept the leader of Ghost away along with the current.

He let himself sway under the water for a moment, then suddenly felt arms wrap around him. Salt water from the ocean usually hurt his eyes, so he kept them closed until he was out of the water and definitely heard purring.

The man wiped the hydro-salt-mixture from his eyes and glanced up at Meowscles, who was looking at him. A certain fondness was in his black, beady eyes. "...Meowscles," Midas offered a greeting to his old friend.

The big cat meowed and Midas could've sworn the purring got louder. He then realized that he was still in the others arms.

"Would you care to set me down?" He very calmly asked, thick accent coming through. Once again, the Calico meowed and set his boss down. But he did something rather unconventional for a public space. He set Midas down on the sand and then flopped on him. He wanted to be pet. He set his head on Midas' lap and went completely limp-noodle. The man who could turn things to gold smiled.

It was always Meowscles who could lower the walls he put up. Being extra careful not to turn the calico into gold, Midas began rubbing the wet fur on his head. "Whatever am I gonna do with you,," he whispered, knowing full and well that his companion could hear him. He wasn't remorseful. He was enjoying himself, very much.

A moment later Meowscles decided he wanted belly rubs, so somehow he altered his body so his stomach was facing up. He purred louder, signalling he wanted his boss to move the pets elsewhere.

as his smile stretched grander every second that passed, Midas did as was requested. It was totally abnormal, touching a buff cat that literally had the body of a human and fucking abs.

But then again, it was Meowscles. His kitty.