morro + ferret
anon i may not know who you are but know that ily for this <3
tw: none, really. a ferret is implied to be abandoned but thats abt it?? but its fine morro scoops em up like they are ice cream <3<3
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"Oh my First Master, WHAT do you want from me?"
These words were aimed towards a certain ex-ghost's newfound stalker. Said ex-ghost, Morro, was attempting to walk home, arms filled-to-the-brim with several grocery bags. (He refused to call someone to come pick him up, do you know how embarrassing that would be?)
Due to the added encumbrance, Morro lost his ability to freely move his arms; so he couldn't really do much to hinder his stalker, except maybe slow it down with a particularly sharp glare or two. Then again, it normally just looked at him with wide, wet eyes whenever he did that.
…Oh? Did I not mention?
Morro's 'stalker' is a ferret, by the way.
Morro turned sharply, air squeezing out of his clenched teeth as he now glared head-on at the poor creature. Despite how wily it was, the animal itself was rather small. It was also currently half-hidden behind a bush, eyes and a singular paw poking out. Its nose was twitching.
"What? What do you want? Are you things even native to Ninjago City?"
Morro said this as if asking a rhetorical question, but the more he thought about it, the more his glare softened into a confused side-eye.
"...Shouldn't you have an owner, you weird rat-thing?"
Upon this realization, Morro let out a quiet sigh. He then squatted down, making sure to not lose his balance by dropping the grocery bags behind him.
Extending a hesitant hand, Morro sifted his fingers together, making the ferret tilt its head and shimmy forward. It wasn't close enough to touch, but its whole body was now visible.
Eyes creasing, Morro felt a mix of confusion, anger, and slight sadness when he saw something tied around its right hind leg. It looked like a piece of thick, red plastic; pulled taut enough to make the ferret walk somewhat off balance.
Morro switched from squatting to resting on his knees, extending his hand even further, forcing his tense body to relax.
(He was trying to look as unintimidating as possible, which wasn't exactly easy for him.)
It took around five minutes of staying stock-still, but the ferret eventually complied, shimmying itself into the ex-ghosts' hold. Morro almost flung the small thing, not ready for how hard-to-hold it was. He had to use his other hand to (gently) hold it down, stopping it from crawling up his arm.
"F.S.M.- Calm down."
Morro grabbed the ferret's torso with one hand and the bottom of its hind-legs with the other, bringing it up to his face. He stared into its wide eyes, the ferret stared right back. Its eyes looked so unrealistic, almost like a dolls.
'...Okay, maybe it's a little cu-'
-The ferret's upper paws suddenly went scrabbling against Morro's face, making him yelp and drop it into his lap. It didn't run away, much to Morro's surprise, but it did hiss at him when he looked back down.
Swallowing his pride, Morro simply ignored the faint stinging on his cheeks, moving his right hand for the ferret to tentatively smell. (He refused to let it clamber back on him, though, now being in constant fear of losing an eye.)
"Tch, stupid rat-thing. I'm not going to hurt you… And let me get that."
Moving quick enough for the ferret to have no time to retaliate, Morro slid two of his fingers between the band of the plastic around its leg, being sure not to accidentally injure the small animal as he snapped it off.
Catching the band before it fell to the floor, Morro huffed when he saw tiny, nearly illegible writing wrapped around it. It was smudged to the Cursed Realm and back, but he could just barely make out three words.
'Don't want. Kashikoi.'
With unfocused eyes, Morro let out a huff for the umpteenth time that day, relaxing his hand so that the ferret would once more clamber into it. Said wind master's shoulders went slack when he felt no resistance from the small thing. He ran his free hands thumb over the red plastic, looking at it with an indescribable expression.
"...Kashikoi, huh? Fitting name, for something as out of control as you."
Picking Kashikoi up- and keeping them away from his face- Morro fought back a bittersweet smile at the way they went slack in his hold. They were like a slinky.
'...You weren't wanted either, were you..?'
Not removing his eyes from the creature before him, Morro leaned backwards to grab one of the many discarded grocery bags.
Bringing it towards Kashikoi, he plopped them into it, barely keeping down a coo when they made a small sound at him. (Like a purr or maybe a chirp? He doesn't know the correct ferret terminology.)
Picking up the rest of the bags, (He was careful to not hurt Kashikoi.) Morro held the one said ferret was in close to his chest, allowing himself a small smile when their head poked out of the bag, looking around rapidly. They somehow seemed amazed.
Tapping the top of Kashikoi's head, Morro got them to go back in the bag.
"Wait, don't come out yet."
Kashikoi made a small sound, looking up from the bag and directly at Morro. As childish as it was, he couldn't wonder if they really understood him for a split second. They were so… responsive.
"Stay in the bag, you'll scare the shit out of Jay when we get home, and that will be very amusing. …Oh, and Lloyd will absolutely adore you, I guess…"
Kashikoi didn't much react at Morro's first quip, but seemed to light up at his second line. Curling up, they (somehow) dozed off in the bag, right on top of the new pairs of shirts that were in there with them. Morro just smiled at the sight.
'Fine, yeah. Yeah, that's cute.'
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