438. Dance & Regret

"Meow!" 

Bam!

As soon as Sir Dolorem backed up, he felt something slam onto his chest, knocking the air out of him and sticking to him. He heard a lot of cat noises, too, as if someone was crying. 

Sylvester chuckled and explained. "My guardian angel is trying to comfort you by hugging you. You can hug him back. He's very soft and furry."

Sir Dolorem's mind raced as he looked down at his chest, seeing nothing but empty air. Yet, he could feel the weight and warmth of something there. With trembling hands, he reached out and squeezed the invisible creature, feeling the soft fluffiness melt his heart.

"He's very…" 

Sylvester interrupted, bobbing his head vigorously. "Spoiled, I know."

"Meow!" Miraj growled in protest, showing his teeth and raising his paws in a warning. Though that only made him look cuter. 

Sir Dolorem chuckled. "I was going to say fluffy. Only you can see him? Since when?"