Imagining a guy like Jevil living alone could only result in mayhem in his household. He'd moved out after living with this guy named Rouxls for a couple years and had already melted into the town as your friendly neighborhood clown. Mostly known as the guy who nearly sold out the local Party City in two weeks.

A couple weeks after Jevil had moved in, he'd seen an old-looking stray cat wandering around. He'd left out some ham and tuna for it and then completely forgotten about it for a solid month.

"....Rouxls, Rouxls."

"Wh...what does thine want, Jevil...? It's...6 in thy morning..."

Jevil whispered into his phone, stock still in bed. The cat had somehow gotten into his home, probably through an open window or something when Jevil wanted to let some fresh air in. "Whisper, whisper, Kaard." he hissed. The cat was fast asleep in the crook of his neck, vibrating in its sleep and apparently set on not waking up anytime soon. "Remember that kitty, kitty I mentioned forever ago?"

"Yes...."

"It got into my house, house. What, what do I do?! It's asleep, asleep right on top, top of me and I don't wanna wake, wake it up!" Jevil whisper-screamed. "It's so soft, soft...!"

As if summoned, the cat stretched and pawed at Jevil's face as it did so. Jevil screamed silently, begging to Rouxls to tell him what he should do with his new pet.

"U-uh, I don't know bye-!" Rouxls hissed, and hung up.

Jevil silently swore and managed to put his phone away. The cat nuzzled itself against the warmth of his face, kneading his cheek as it woke. "N-nice, nice kitty..."

The cat opened his eyes. Or just one eye. Its right eye was  a brilliant orange and the other remained closed. The cat itself was a patchwork of browns and oranges, particularly around its neck, and looked like a plush toy. Jevil couldn't recognize the breed off the top of his head, but it was extremely fluffy. Its whiskers tickled his face.

"...." Jevil slowly sat up, much to the cat's displeasure. It stretched and slid off the bed like it owned the place, padding around to the open bedroom window. It glanced at that, then Jevil, looking smug.

Jevil sighed and got out of bed, shutting the window and wondering if he should keep the cat or not. He knelt down to pet it, which it gladly let him do so. He slowly lifted it up, and then it went limp in his arms. Ah, a ragdoll. Quite ironic considering its looks.

"Okay, okay, time for you to get some food..." he hummed, stroking the cat's head gently. It purred. "Aaand you are....not, not neutered, sir, sir. Definitely a stray, then, then...no collar, collar."

No signs that it had an owner. Jevil rubbed along his jaw lightly, carrying the cat into his kitchen and setting it down. "Tuna, tuna, fish..." he remembered reading that adult cats couldn't drink milk, so water it was. "Stay there, there."

Thankfully the cat did stay there, patiently waiting as Jevil set down a bowl with tuna in it, juice and all. A smaller bowl was set beside it with water. "There you go, go."

The cat stretched and then laid down, idly switching between meowing softly at him, drinking, and eating. At least he was a happy kitty.

"So you need a name, name..." Jevil hummed, concluding he'd keep the cat. He had the time to care for it, plus it didn't seem very demanding or loud.

He crouched down beside the cat, squinting at the animal. He turned to stare back at him questioningly. "...hmmm..." fabric-colored, ragdoll, kinda patchwork-y... "...Seam....but, but hmmm..." needs to be a bit more original than that. "...pronounced, pronounced Shawm. Like Sean, Sean. Perfect! Perfect!"

"Your name, name, is now Seam." Jevil said, patting the cat's head. It recoiled in surprise, making a face at the contact. "Seam, Seam." he repeated, pointing at the kitty. "You are, are Seam."

Seam yawned, apparently done with Jevil's nonsense. He stood up, smacking him in the face with his tail as he turned around and padded away. "...aw..." Jevil pouted at being rejected by Seam. "Come back, back...let me pet, pet you....!"

Seam picked up his walking speak as Jevil followed, soon breaking into a quick trot and then a typical cat-at-3 AM-run. Jevil quickly followed, trying to pet the cat.

"Come back, back!"

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Human Jevil and cat Seam would be the perfect combination of chaos and chill.