12-22-2020, 12:57 AM
Streamy has only the faintest idea what happens outside of the apartment this time of year, but he has a few ideas, and finds himself more excited as the days pass. Medea leaves for work everyday, and due to Streamy's disposition he's homebound, so Medea let's him watch movies, and the movies start to get magical. Talk about toys, family, gifts, snow, its a lot to take in for a cat who only has one person, but he's okay with what he has. The movies say he should be at least.
Medea, the poor dopple, is trying his best to make it fun for Streamy. He can be a bit tired himself when he gets home, but he's been trying to bring home gifts and do things when him. Last week they made ornaments, Streamy got in trouble for making a mess with the sparkles, but Medea doesn't stay mad for long.
Streamy asked Medea if he could make a gingerbread friend the other day, or at least decorate some cookies. Hed seen them in a movie and wanted to have someone around even when Medea wasn't. This is why Medea came home yesterday with boxes of gingerbread house making kits, with Streamy's focus being on the one labeled "tcp mansion". Living in a house of candy? That sounded sweet!
Streamy doesn't remember anyone in the movies struggling to keep the walls up this much, but he's got them standing at least. He's used more frosting then he thought he would, and doesn't have enough to decorate. Medea has to help him with the roof later anyway, maybe he'll help then, but right now Streamy just feels like he did something wrong. He pushes some of the sprinkles and candy decorations off the table, then climbs down the homemade ladder to the floor, the act of anger just making him feel worse. He kicks a gumdrop with his foot, and watches it roll the fridge. He could go get that, he could just go back to the house, but instead he just stands there, upset.
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