Living with a very large Phoenix was a little suffocating, however it was also comforting in a way. While she certainly took up a lot of space in their apartment, much more than her former Zoroark roommate, Drooling could still shrink down through magic, and there was a bit more open space out on the balcony anyway. Drooling The Majestic Phoenix was also more than a roommate, she was Morbid the Panther’s comforter. While Morbid preferred to be alone most of the time, she occasionally needed to be able to trust someone to provide her comfort throughout her more anxious days. Comfort is incredibly subjective though, especially in the bright orange eyes of Drooling who knew all of Morbid’s defense mechanisms.


“Ah need ya to head to the store and get me some orange juice.” Drooling said loudly in the living room so that Morbid would hear in her bedroom.


“How about I save up for a new couch first.” Morbid said from the other room, rolling her eyes. “I know you can shrink. You don’t have to be twice the size of the entire couch.” Morbid begrudgingly moved from her bedroom PC to the living room. “And why are you still sitting on the broken couch anyway? There’s a chair over there.” Morbid pointed her paw to the other side of the living room, raising an eyebrow.


“Whether or not Ah sit on broken furniture is not important. Orange Juice costs 2 bucks, it's not gonna make a dent in yer little couch fund.” Drooling said, hopping off the torn up foam couch to bring Morbid into her wings and pull her onto the couch with her. “Hush now sugar cube.” Drooling said, smiling and letting her nuzzle into her large orange wings for a moment. 


The majestic phoenix gently nudged Morbid’s head to meet her gaze as her eyes pulsed with orange, tangerine, and marigold rings. Morbid purred and drooled in response as her mouth fell open. 


“Now listen closely sweet pea. When ya wake up Ah need ya ta mahndlessly head to the store to get me a large container of orange juice. Drivin just as safe as ya would normally. Completely back to normal once the Orange Juice is in the fridge. Say Yes Drooling The Majestic Phoenix.” Drooling commanded.


“Yes, Drooling The Majestic Phoenix.” Morbid responded in monotone. 


“Good Girl.” Drooling said, smiling and letting her eyes return to normal, nudging Morbid awake. Morbid then silently got ready to drive to the store, staring ahead with nothing else on her mind.


After arriving at the store, the glassy-eyed Morbid walked silently to the juice aisle, bumping into an angry hedgehog in the process. Morbid continued on in her stride as if it didn’t happen before grabbing the largest container of orange juice she could find. While checking out, she deflected the otter cashier’s attempt at small talk by staring blankly and not responding, instead silently muttering “must get orange juice” to herself. 


She made it home shortly after, and after placing the orange juice on the top shelf of the fridge she snapped awake, sighing annoyedly at Drooling who was now standing behind her smiling.


Morbid growled lightly. “You know my curse makes me vividly remember all of my trances right? And even if it didn't, you messed up my wake up time because I’m literally staring directly at the orange juice you just forced me to buy for you.” Morbid said before turning around.


“Yer welcome sugar cube.” Drooling smirked before gently shoving Morbid aside and taking a swig of Orange Juice straight from the container.