The comfort of a cat hybrid. ✔
Completed, 22k words.
(contains swearing)
'Tommy, are you sure the cat's even around here?'
'First the doubt about it being a street cat and now doubt about it even being here? Do you have any trust in me big man?'
Wilbur had barely drifted off before he heard the familiar voice, slowly stretching downwards as two figures arrived in his view.
'Look, there he is!'
'Tommy!' Wilbur's eyes snapped open at the second voice, startled so much that he almost jumped out of the hybrid's arms. He gradually relaxed again once he examined the taller figure, his green and white bucket hat contrasting the solid grey of his wings.
'Phil, you scared him!' The teen exclaimed, holding him tighter as the realisation that Wilbur finally knew his name settled in.
'Tommy, he has a name tag...'
'I know? His name is Soot apparently.'
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Wilbur is a cat hybrid living as a street cat who is adopted by the rest of SBI. Problem is, they think he's only a cat and Wilbur thinks that's all them want him as.
SBI centric, Wilbur centric, Hybrid AU.
Cross posted on AO3 (same username.)
