Ace chasing tail

Tory was out and about in the Room and Ace was once again lost control of his urges. He just had to go begging her for some. *Tory...hey there honey.*
Shag, meanwhile, saw that the Chair was free and hopped up onto it. He used it as a scratching post for a moment or two, then made himself at home.
Tory hopped up on the bed. Ace followed. *Honey...come on,* said Ace as he homed in on her personal space.

Tory gave him the -look-. *Don't call me honey.*

Ace whined, *Come on...please...*

*What part of 'no' don't you understand?*

Ace couldn't take it anymore. He chased Tory around the room. Tory ran under the dresser.

Ace approached the dresser where she was hiding. *Aw, Tory, come on, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, now cut it out. Come on...just one little hump?*

*Buzz off.*

Tory finally came out from under the dresser just a little bit, enough to drink some water from the new dish. Ace joined her. Tory knew she probably shouldn't let him join her...but whatever. He wasn't going to go away, it seemed.

Shag made himself comfy later on on top of the cardboard cat scratching post. He liked to perch on there and let his fur sort of spill down over the sides.

~Ace, Tory, Shag