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Kaz hobbled out of bed on his crutch, his leg wrapped and stench coming off him like a garbage disposal shoot. Shit, he was attracting flies. More friends he guessed.
He kicked open the door to the mess hall to find Ocelot enthusiastically drawing in the dark, nothing around save for a small lamp to illuminate his work. It was a cat wearing a beret. If Kaz weren't half asleep he’d say Ocelot had drawn himself a fursona in the dead of night where no one could see. Was he… Embarrassed?
“What are you doing you furry fuck?” Kaz grunted out, peering over Ocelot's shoulder to get a better look at the drawing.
It was good, really good he might add. But he’d never let Ocelot know that.
“Drawing my fursona.” Ocelot mumbled out without looking up. He was way too focused on perfecting the details to pay much attention to Kaz.
“... Can you draw me one too?”
It was dumb but Kaz really wanted a fursona too… Ocelot was really good at drawing animals in hats.
“Only if you take a shower Commander Smegma, I can taste the lint under your foreskin from here.”
“Fine, but will you draw me one now?”
“Alright, just gimme a sec,” he placed a few love hearts on his masterpiece before holding it up for them both to see, “and done.”
“I think it's good, the flies like it too.”