There was a photo pinned up on a cork-board, it had four felines in, at the left corner was a chestnut tom, he had a sarcastic-amused face on, a blue fae was next to him, she had a mop of vibrant yellow hair, and was doing 'bunny ears' on the two faes in front of her, paws clad in white socks, said fae also wore a white bandanna, knot tied at the front of her throat.
The two felines at the front were both female, the feline to the right was many shades of blue, darker at her ears and a single electric blue patch on her left eye, she bore a grey and cyan scarf.
The fae on the right was light blue with intricate white spots with soft, blue eyes, both unaware of the blue and yellow fae doing 'bunny ears' on them.
"Say cheese!" the chestnut tom called out, one paw holding a phone.
"Cheese!" they called out.
"Murder socks!" called out the blue and yellow fae.
They all looked round in amusement and annoyance, "Fuzzy!" they yelled.
Fuzzy snickered, "What? I can't help myself! It's impastable that I stop mucking about!"
That bad pun earned her more glares.
"Aw gees! I guess I'm going to be punished now!" she called out in mock defeat.
"OH MY GOD! GUYS! LOOK! I FINALLY DEFEATED UNDYNE IN UNDERTALE!" squealed the blue she-cat.
"FOR GOD SAKE BLUE, SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT UNDERTALE OR I WILL MURDER YOU!" shrieked Fuzzy, sock-clad paws at her side as she screeched at Blue, her grey eyes were wide in anger and annoyance, yellow-blue pupils slit in her rage, and the light of Blue's computer screen.
A brown tabby tom peaked his head round the corner, amber eyes lax in sarcasm and amusement, "Language, Fuzzy."
"Damn hypocrite." she huffed.
"And Blue, why are you doing the genocide route..? I thought Fuzzy was the only no mercy, purge obsessed, gore loving nutter in the house." the tabby, Matt, pointed out.
Fuzzy stared daggers at Matt and scowled.
Blue happily purred, "I wanted to try the Genocide Route for once!"
"If you go on about Undertale one more time I will strangle you, Blue." Fuzzy spat before stalking off to her corner of the living room, it was separated off by two signs hanging from the ceiling, hung up by string with 'Fuzzy's Moldy Gaming Corner' scribbled on in aqua blue marker.
In that space was a laptop, a new-looking blue Windows ten, there was a blue and silver mouse plugged in, a drawing tablet was also on the desk, but not connected, a microphone was also placed near the laptop, and fancy looking headphones were hanging off of the desk. The desk itself was a light brown, it bore a few drawers and underneath were many wires, some leading into plugs, others extension leads and some just laying about.
"Ha hum hum hum hum hum hum hum hum hum...." a humming sound was coming from Fuzzy's corner, she was sitting in a black, blue lined gaming chair, headphones plugged into her laptop, she was listening to 'Best Day Of My Life' while drawing on her tablet, paw gripped around the fine-nib, ball-point pen.
"FUZZY! SHUT THE HELL UP!" yelled Blue, she had paused the television, she was glaring knives at her.
"Oh what, so you can squeal and piss-" Matt glared at her, "your fur at Undertale but I can't hum? I feel like buying a stake to murder you on right now." she huffed.
Timber, the light blue and white shecat, sighed as she poked her head out of the kitchen, "I made pancakes guys!"
Matt sighed, it would be amazing if they all survived this alive...