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[Center of the screen is a gaudily wrapped sweet, bright and tempting - and then the mess of colours in the background comes into focus, the staticy crackling of countless wrappers transmitted across speakers as Nepeta very very slowly attempts to roll over from her spot on the top of her sweet-wrapper pile.

One blue-gloved hand gropes out in the air as she tries to capture that final elusive sweet - but then she groans and gives up, clutching at her tummy.]

Owww, it hurts...

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Yes, but it might be too heavy for you to lift. It's been reinforced for STRONG.

It's a brush, it can't be that heavy?!

It's a brush that's STRONG enough for me to use. Here, I'll show you...

[Equius gets his brush out of his sylladex; it's flat and oval with no handle, only a strap across the back to get over his hand. It's almost identical to the type of brush used for currying horses, except it's made of metal. He carefully sets it on the floor.]

Go ahead, try and pick it up.

[She slips her hands through the strap - it's terribly big for her, unsurprisingly - and tries lifting it, making a little face as she does.]

It really is very heavy!! [Oww her paw. Yeah, she's never going to be able to pull that through Equius' hair repeatedly.]

I know.

[Siiiigh. It's hard, being STRONG. It's hard, and only Darkleer understands.]

Maybe you could just use your claws?

Nuh uh, they're sharp, they might ruin your hair! [She wraps her arms around his neck, the way she does when she wants him to carry her somewhere.]

There should be one in my block if we go there. Probably.

[He recognizes what she's trying to do, and agreeably scoops her up.]

Let's go find it.

[Yay! She nuzzles her face to his cheek.]

Onwards! You can come too, RoboEquius!

[Equius carries her to her block, carefully sidestepped all the various piles, with RoboEquius dutifully following. Once there, he stands in the middle of the room, his eyes straying towards the drawings on the walls.]

Where do you think it would be?

[The wall drawings are definitely the main feature of the room - she doesn't use it for much besides her shipping charts and her paintings of adventures and friends. Her bed is actually made since she tends to sleep on whatever pile is nearest when she starts feeling sleepy, and her dresser is a mess of costume accessories for the roleplay stories she and Tavros play out together. It's in that direction that she waves her hand as a reply to Equius' question.]

Purrobably somewhere under there!

[... good lord. How is he supposed to find anything in that?]

[Not that he's one to talk. If it weren't for Darkleer and RoboEquius picking up occasionally, he probably would have smothered to death under a pile of robot parts by now.]

[Equius doesn't say anything, but RoboEquius, with an exaggerated eyeroll, strides over to the dresser and starts moving things around, carefully sorting them as he does.]

[Nepeta doesn't mind waiting as RoboEquius searches. She bounces around in Equius's arms, humming a silly little tune to herself, smiling and apparently feeling very much better by now.]

[Equius isn't surprised by how she's perked up--Nepeta is nothing if not resilient--and he waits patiently, cradling her in his arms, until RoboEquius surfaces with a brush and offers it to her.]

Yay! Thank you, RoboEquius! Let's sit down on the bed now so I can brush your hair out for you, Equius.

[There'll be some gold star stickers for the robot later as a thank you. She keeps that to herself, though.]

[Which means Equius and RoboEquius are going to spend some quality time with the old sticker scraper later.]

[Equius carries her to the bed and gently sets her down, then settles himself on the floor next to the bed, leaning back against it. He's pretty sure that he's too heavy for Nepeta's bed, and he knows he's tall enough that she'd be reaching up to brush his hair if he sat next to her. This makes more sense.]

[First things first. This is an excellent position to nuzzle her face against the top of his head, something she doesn't get to do very often considering their respective heights, and therefore she is determined to make the most of it!]

[Equius chuckles when he feels her pressing her face against his head.]

What are you doing up there?

Heehee, I'm purrparing your hair to be brushed!

[Lies, she's just pressing her face into it and giggling to herself.]

[You know, he is just not going to argue with that and holds still as she keeps rubbing at his head.]

[It's a while before Nepeta is done loving on her moirail, ending her nuzzle session with a kiss to the top of his head. Time for the brush!]

[It's a good thing using the brush was the end game here, because Equius' hair is tangled and sticking up funny after all that nuzzling!]

You have the furry nicest hair.

[She takes a strand of it in one hand to start gently brushing at it, enjoying the silky feel. It was good, being close to her moirail like this and getting to groom him; good and comforting and reassuring all at once.]

Thank you.

[For a long time, Equius was self-conscious about his hair; it was just another way he was different, seeing how very few other trolls have completely straight hair like his. But now he likes it.]

[He leans back against the bed, his eyes closed behind his shades, and starts making a low rumbling noise that he picked up from Nepeta, very softly.]

[He's purring! Yes, yes, he is, she can hear it! It's the best sound ever to her, a slightly louder purring starting up from the smaller troll in her happiness at seeing her moirail so very content. She continues carefully pulling the brush through his hair, leaving it shinier and straighter than ever.]

[Yeah, he is purring, something only she has ever gotten to hear.]

Is your stomach feeling back to normal?

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