How a cat made of fabric and cotton got sick was beyond Jevil.

The heroes, the heroes had opened the gate to his freedom and....left. No playing. No games. The blue human just left with the prince of fluffy boys and the purple girl. So of course Jevil had gone after them. The ensuing chaos that occurred was massive.

The human had been set on leading him down a certain path. Right to a lonesome shop. And well, that got him a good slap on the wrist from his old friend and then a hug.

That had been quite a time ago. Seam was hiding Jevil best he could, though even Jevil knew that the newfound child-king known as Lancer and his advisor-secondary-dad knew very well where he was. He was sure that Seam thought that the ex-king wanted his head.

Which he didn't. Because he was in jail. And didn't know that Jevil was with Shawmy, Shawmy!

"...uh, where's Seam....?" the fluffy boy whos name Jevil had easily forgotten stood at the shop's window. Jevil was perched on his tail high above the customer.

"He's sick, sick!"

"...how?"

Jevil shrugged and vanished back into the shop. "We have customers, customers!" he exclaimed to someone nowhere in sight. His response was the sound of a grumpy cat who'd just been woken up from a nap.

"I told you to close up shop, Jevil...not open it...."

"Too bad, too bad!" Jevil chimed. "....do you want more soup, soup?" he asked in a softer, more comforting tone.

"...yes."

Jevil audibly ran off and there was the sound of things being opened and knocked over, and the distant yip of a startled dog. Something clattered to the ground and Jevil squeaked in defiance at something.

Lancer launched himself through the shop's window, screeching as he escaped. He seemed to be holding a jar full of worms and a butterfly net. He nearly trampled Ralsei.

A few moments later a microwave's beep went off and Jevil seemed to fetch the soup to Seam. The trio silently stood there for a solid minute before Jevil returned. One of the bells on his hat was on fire, which he quickly pat out.

"Pesky new-king keeps sneaking in here, here! Apparently he thinks this place is a prime spot for hunting worms, worms!" Jevil huffed. He leaned over the counters, propping his arms up on the counter and resting his chin on the back of his hands. "Now, now, would you like to buy anything, anything?"

Jevil glanced down before heaving up a small chalkboard and propping it up. It was written on, having several items listed along with prices. Amber Cards, the Spookysword, Dark Candy, etc.. There were a couple other new items- like a custom-made doll. Even a Devilsknife, but that was much more pricey than the other items. And the last item....homemade tea.

On the shelves behind Jevil, there were some of said items on display. Some dolls of various monsters and even of the heroes. There was a plush of Seam, but based on how it was set right behind a purple and black jack-in-the-box that looked awfully Jevil-themed it probably wasn't for sale.

Kris pointed at the plushies of the trio and offered a bag of D$. Jevil grinned. "Thank you, thank you!" he purred, snatching the bag and counting it, soon throwing the dolls at the human alongside the change. "Anything else, else?"

"Ah, what about the tea...?" Ralsei tried.

"Seam isn't fit for making tea, tea! Try again later!" Jevil chimed. Ralsei sighed in disappointment but nodded. "....we have water, water."

"I-it's fine, I'll come back in a week or so." Ralsei assured. "...could I place an order for some sugar?"

"Of course, of course!" Jevil said happily, diving under the counter. There was the sound of him knocking his head at something before he appeared a good few feet inside the shop out from behind a wall.

After about another minute of him fumbling around he returned with a bag of sugar. Ralsei paid for it and collected the item happily. "Thank you!"

"You're welcome, welcome!"

Soon the trio of Lightners left with their items and Jevil closed up shop for now, heading into the part of the shop where it changed from shop to house. Or at least small guest bedroom where Seam resided.

"Seamy, Seamy?" Jevil whispered. The old shopkeeper was fast asleep, curled up in a typical cat manner. The empty bowl of soup and a half-empty bottle of water sat on the nightstand. Jevil sat down beside the sleeping cat, patting his head lightly.

Seam let out a soft purr in his deep rest. Jevil scratched behind his soft ears lightly, surprisingly silent to let him sleep. After a few moments, he curled up beside Seam with no regard to the possibility of getting sick himself.

He snuggled up against Seam, and fell asleep.

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Let the old man rest, hooligan.