1) Harper licking Tyr
2) A dark bedroom
3) Sparky Cola
4) Snuggling
5) Harper being petted
Title: Meow
Author: Harper's aka Weird_Peace
Rating: PG-13 for language.
Pairing: Tyr/Harper (Yup it's slash, but PG-13 so it's
nothing horrible)
Synopsis: Harper gets a new personality.
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em, but I love 'em anyways.
Spoilers: None.
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"This is the Eureka Maru, requesting permission to board.
"Permission granted. So you finally got Harper back from the Yunsina?" Dylan asked Beka, keeping the com line open. She looked around sheepishly.
"Um yeah, I did," she said. Dylan sighed, knowing what was coming.
"But..."
"Let's just say you'll see. Maru out." Beka abruptly cut the line. Dylan suppressed a groan, mumbling words that would make Harper blush under his breath as he went to meet with the Maru.
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Beka climbed out of the Maru. Tyr had come along with Dylan just to see what mess the boy had gotten into this time. The Yunsina were a race of technological geniuses that rivaled even the Perseids. Dylan had taken Harper when he went to meet with them, but on the day he walked back on the Andromeda, he found that Harper hadn't been on the Maru. The Yunsina had captured him. Dylan had tried reasoning, but when that failed, he sent Beka to work her magic.
“So what’s going on?” the captain asked, expecting a quip or two from Harper. He got nothing.
"Well Dylan," Beka bit her lip. "You know how the Yunsina wanted to keep Harper because they thought his ideas were...cute?"
"Yes," Dylan replied cautiously.
"And you know how they thought of him as almost a pet?" she went on.
"Uh huh," he agreed.
"And you know how much they like cats..."
"Beka," Dylan interrupted, "where is this going?"
He got his answer seconds later when a loud yowl came from inside the Maru, and Harper jumped out, pouncing on Beka. She threw him off, at which point he walked over and began to rub himself against her leg. Tyr's eyes formed large circles, and Dylan's jaw just dropped.
"You have got to be kidding me!" the captain yelled in frustration. The loud noise apparently frightened Harper, because he bristled and spat in Dylan's direction.
"I yelled, and screamed, and about took off a few heads," Beka said, putting her hands on her hips. "So don't think I didn't try."
"Is he stuck like this?" Tyr asked, finally stepping forward. Harper mewled happily and started rubbing himself against the Nietzschean. Tyr growled, but the boy was undeterred.
"No," Beka replied to everyone's relief. "They implanted the memories and instincts of a domestic feline in his brain, but his own memories are still there. They said without the proper upgrades, he should return to normal by tomorrow."
"So until then we have a...what?" Dylan looked helpless. Harper twitched his nose, sniffing the air.
"Well, he's more or less a cat. I'm forcing him to keep the clothing on," Beka said, "but otherwise I guess we just treat him like one until he snaps out of it."
Harper mewled, and then licked Tyr's hand. The Nietzschean jumped back in surprise. Dylan tried to conceal a laugh, but it was badly done. Tyr could've sworn by looking in Harper's eyes that the boy was laughing at him.
"You thought that was bad?" Beka rolled her eyes. "See how comfortable it gets when he goes for your ears."
Harper meowed.
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"Here you go," Tyr said, setting down a pan of sparky cola. Some of the boy's personality had to be seeping through, considering Harper happily bounded over on all fours and lapped the sticky stuff up. The Nietzschean sighed and closed the door behind him. He was barely two feet away before scratching noises and pitiful yowling could be heard. Tyr covered his ears and ran to his quarters.
He was halfway undressed when that haunting yowling started again. He looked around, and found the offending noise was coming from the internal com.
"SHIP!" the Nietzschean roared, bringing Andromeda's hologram into his room immediately.
"He figured out how to activate the system. Even as a cat, he's pretty smart; it's only going to your room. I tried sticking my avatar in there, but apparently the metal and wires confuse him. He’s using her as a scratching post." She shrugged. Tyr sat on the edge of his bed, holding his face in his hands.
"Let him out of his room," the Nietzschean finally caved in after a few more minutes of the sad little meows. Andromeda nodded and left. Five minutes later Harper bounded happily into the room, jumping into Tyr's bed without a second thought and rubbing his scent into it.
"Why do you insist on bugging me instead of Captain Valentine?" Harper just stared at him, a deep gaze that left Tyr a little chilled, before returning to poke and prod at the bed. Tyr dimmed the lights and pushed Harper over as he crawled into his bed. The boy snuggled close, practically lying on the bigger man's chest. He nosed Tyr's hand until the Nietzschean gave in and petted his surprisingly smooth skin. Tyr couldn't believe it when the boy actually started purring contentedly. Shrugging and holding Harper closer, they both fell asleep.
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"Mmmmmmmm..." Harper woke up feeling warm, even skin underneath him. A smile spread across his face, one that shrank a little as he realized he was still fully dressed. And that the warm person underneath him was bigger than he was. And had a lot more muscle.
"Yaaaaaaaah!" he screamed, rolling backwards off the bed. Tyr sat up, instantly alert upon hearing the scream. He looked around, relaxing upon finally seeing the source of the screeching. Harper pushed himself up and glared at the other man.
"What the hell do you think you were doing?!" he yelled.
"Well that's an improvement over 'Meow'," Tyr replied calmly. Harper froze, and then moaned as the memories flooded his brain. He sat down on the edge of the bed. "I see you haven't forgotten your feline experience." Harper looked up to see Tyr with a big ass grin on his face.
"I remember it all. So you mention one word of this to anyone, and I'll spread the rumor you petted a kludge," the engineer threatened. The grin was wiped away.
"Deal," Tyr said. "If you'll excuse me, I need a shower. You were very insistent with spreading your scent."
"At least I didn't spray you," Harper quipped. He then let out another moan.
"What now?" Tyr turned to him. The boy was blushing furiously.
"God I have to face Beka." Tyr tilted his head, confused.
"That's a problem?"
"Considering I kinda humped her leg on the way back, yeah." Harper's color turned from a bashful pink to an angry red as Tyr began laughing.
"Go ahead an laugh," he said, stalking out of the room. "At least she was sexy enough to hump."
Tyr shook his head and entered the shower. Unfortunatly Harper’s last statement nagged at him like a bad itch until he turned off the water, dressed, and marched over to the boy’s quarters. Tyr rang the chime at least five times before Harper answered.
“What? Here to poke more fun? Well let me…” Harper was cut off as Tyr pushed him back into his quarters.
“We’ll see who makes better humping material,” he growled,
shutting the door behind him.