Cat Slime gasped as Shalbie brought him some pie. He was about to chow down, before his new friend pointed at the sleeping Repairman.
He sighed guiltily. All he was thinking of was his stomach, and here his owner was, a splotch on the floor, sleeping without anything. He moved away from his pie, poking at the Repairman uneasily.
“Gggh,” the Repairman gurgled briefly, before snoring again.
Cat Slime tried to at least roll the Repairman onto his back, but it was hard for the tiny liquid to push the big liquid anywhere. So he settled for gently nuzzling, before squeaking something about at least saving a piece for the guy,
Siblings-a-Fixin' 