Hannah and Nordic: Stubborn kitty

Nordic sat on Hannah's bed and growled. A low growl in his throat. He loves her very much, but now was not the time to move him. He did NOT want to go back to his room. The reindeer guy seemed nice and all, but it was a student. He didn't want to bunk with a student. He had seen him when Nordic was just working for Holidays Academy.
The bed was nice. The pillows smelled just like Hannah. Bunking with Hannah would be great..even if they were of the opposite sex..and different holidays. Rules smules. Hannah's room was the best room.

Hannah tried to give Nordic another forceful shove, to no avail. It was like trying to move a furry boulder. If he decided he wasn't going to move, she didn't know how she was going to convince him to do so.

"Nordic, you can't stay here." She insisted again, even though she had momentarily given up on physically trying to move him and was now sitting on him with her legs crossed. "It's against the rules, and we'll both get in trouble."

Nordic whined. "But Hannah, if I move I have to room with the reindeer boy. And he was a student at Holidays Academy. And he will recognize me also and may make fun of me because I can not write or hall monitor very well. He whined more and covered his face with his hands. "And what if he plays Christmas music? I heard he can...sing."

Hannah narrowed her eyes and rubbed the top of his head.

"Nordic, I'm attending class run by the dude I work for." She reminded him. "I'm pretty sure Yule wouldn't tease you. The music though..." She made a face. "That is a legitimate concern, given what you do around music."

Nordic moved his hands away from his face and looked away from Hannah.
"You are always so smart, Hannah..." He smiled and laughed a little. "I love you so much I'd face battle you right now. But yes, I could not handle music. And three towns are bad about it. Easter, Halloween, and Christmas. Christmas is the worse town for it. I can hear them singing from my cave somedays, Hannah. THE CAVE, HANNAH." He covered his face and let out a high pitched whine.

Hannah smiled back at him and gave the side of his face an affectionate rub before he covered it up again.

"I love you too, honey. Have you ever worn ear muffs?" She climbed off of him and went to her closet, opening the door to start rummaging through it. After several minutes and some muffled curses, she turned around holding a pair of fuzzy circles on the ends of a headband.

"Come here." She commanded, and pointed at the floor in front of her.

Nordic looked at Hannah and then at the floor. He let out an angry growl but crawled down there anyway. He sat down on the floor and looked up at Hannah.

He had heard of ear muffs to keep your head and ears warm. But Nordic had no ears, just little holes. And he didn't need to keep them warm. He worried about Hannah.

Hannah leaned forward and put the fuzzy things over his head, making sure they covered up the holes that acted as his ears.



Nordic really didn't see the point of this.



But then he noticed Hannah's mouth was moving, but he couldn't hear anything. Either she had taken up ventriloqy, or something was different.

Nordic looked around and then back at Hannah. He thought about the muffs on his not ears.

He realized that whatever Hannah was saying was probably very important. These muffs were not helping him hear Hannah.

He took them off angerily.
And quickly made sure Hannah wouldn't mess up and put them on his ears again.

"Hannah, this thing is bad. It blocks out your wonderful voice."

"Nordic, no, that was the point." Hannah tried to reach past him to get a hold of the ear muffs again, but his arms were longer and he just held them out of her reach. "I was just saying, 'See? You can't hear me now.'"

Nordic let out a low whine.
"Hannah, don't do that. I like to hear what you say...why do you not try to sing next time that way we can see if they work."
And Nordic stuck the ear muffs back on his ears.
He nodded at Hannah, trying to cue her.