Michael: yeah, so meet you then?

-the cat was ofc being a sweetheart-

Michael: yeah, he tends to get….mood swings when he’s wasted *he said mood swings weirdly to indicate shapeshift*

Samantha: of course my baby~

Samantha: you are too

Michael: I’d love to, make sure Charlie stays mostly sober tho

Samantha: *she fed you while you fed her*

Michael: I’m messing with you, it’s a joke *he laughed, he immediately thought someone was recording him again*

Samantha: *she offered to feed you too*

Michael: if we want a child with another species we can produce an egg after sexual activity

Samantha: *giggled seeing you get excited*

Michael: ….I don’t think I should ask about it, want an interesting fact about our species?

Michael: sure but seriously, how’d you find out about the asexual reproduction thing? ((It’s probably when he came home one day just to see Charlie spit up one then see him panic and put it back where it came from))

Samantha: *she smiled accepting it and letting you*

Samantha: love ya too *stopped when their ice cream arrived *

Michael: what do you know about us anyway? What all has he let you in on?

Samantha: *she smiled messing with yours*

Michael: eh it can’t do much harm, it’s just a cat

Samantha: soft?

Michael: you’re right I guess, damn I should scare the crap out of all the reporters here who bother me

Samantha: my sweetheart