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Max's eyes snapped open. He was in his bed at home, when just seconds ago he had been in Dragon's arms. Was it all a dream?

He grumbled, but was that really such a bad thing? If he'd really just cheated on Grape with an intergalactic space dragon whose love he didn't return, he was in for a _lot_of trouble. He wasn't sure he could survive her wrath. Or the dragon's, either.

Yawning, the black cat felt strangely exhausted for just having a long nap. Glancing down at the blanket, he saw something sitting in his lap. What the!?

Flinging the sheets off of himself, Max looked down to see his cock, thick and swollen, but this wasn't his standard morning wood. Sure enough, his genitals were three times their normal size, just like in the dream.

It was real.

* * * * *

Grape woke up on the couch, lying on her back. She looked around the house, noticing her hands and feet immediately.Thank God! she thought. Or...Dragon, I guess._She had never felt more helpless than she felt in Gallifrax. _Was it all a dream?

She knew better than that. The things she'd felt - fear, vulnerability, terror, hate...then friendship, warmth, and love - were too real, and this wasn't the purple cat's first visit to another dimension. She looked over at the gigantic, blue gryphon feather on the wall, proof for her first visit.

Still, each visit was coupled with immediate proof. She scanned the room for anything. A bit of the fish she ate? A dragon scale?

Looking down, she saw it. Reaching between her legs, Grape's fingers came back smeared with a rich, white cream which reeked of Peanut. Even though she knew the whole evening had happened, she still couldn't believe what had happened between her and Peanut. Three times, they'd made love.

"Graaaaaaape!" his voice rang out through the house. He'd just woken up too. His footsteps pounded down the stairs, while Grape grabbed a pillow and pushed it between her legs, to obscure the 'evidence'.

She blushed, not sure what to say, do, or think, but she didn't have any time to decide before the copper-colored canine slid around the corner, panting in the doorway. "Grape?" he asked.

"Um...hi."

His eyes were round as plates. "Did that just really...happen?"

Grape hesitated. She definitely needed more time to process what to do. Max was a pain, but did he really deserve to be cheated on? Did she make love to Peanut for the right reasons? She was having a hard enough time dealing with being raped!

"Sort of," she sighed. "In Gallifrax, anyway."

Peanut cocked his head. "What does _that_mean?"

"I don't know, Peanut," she began. She couldn't meet his gaze. "I've just got...a lot to deal with, you know? I love you, but..."

"But...?" he said, ears drooping in a way that devastated her.

"Look, I don't know, is all. I just need some time to 'listen to Weird Al', you understand?"

She just met she needed some alone time, but Peanut said, "Well I guess you can go to my room and pop one of his CDs in. I don't mind."

Grape smiled. "You know what? I think that would help a lot, actually."

* * * * *

Peanut sat on the edge of the couch, kicking his legs as he waited and waited. He had been on edge waiting for Grape to make up her mind about him for three days now, and it was starting to drive him crazy. He'd played video games for the first day, but he didn't really enjoy it. He finished a 3000 piece jigsaw puzzle on day two. and now he just waited in silence.

Max had popped by several times, but Grape wouldn't speak to him, except to tell Peanut to tell Max that she wasn't mad at him. Peanut sighed, willing to give her exactly as much time as she needed, no matter how anxious that made him. He really did love her, and what they'd done in Gallifrax might have seemed like a mistake at first, but he knew now that it was right.

He flipped on the T.V. ears twitching. He kept thinking that there was something he was forgetting. The rest of his life didn't seem to matter even a bit while Grape was brooding alone in her room, but he could swear there was something he needed to do, or someone he should be meeting.

Oh God, he thought, sudden realization sparking his mind.

"I forgot to feed my Tamagotchi!"

Two hours later, he'd managed to salvage his starving virtual pet, when there was a knock at the door. This time the black cat was Sabrina, and she smiled at Peanut. "Successful date?" she asked coyly.

_How could she know about me and Grape?_he wondered. "Uh...what do you mean?"

Grinning, Sabrina said, "You and Tarot have been holed up in here since your date three days ago. I just need to grab Tarot for a second. The Ides of March ritual and all that, then you can have her back."

"Tarot? You mean she isn't with you?" Peanut gasped.

"Wait...she's not with you?"

Uh oh, he thought, feeling a pit in his stomach. "Um, I think we'd better contact Dragon right now."