"Momma?" Lucas calls out as he opens the door to my office.
I set down the document that I was reading so that I can give my son my undivided attention. "Yes, Lucas. What's wrong, sweetheart?"
"Um... are you feeling okay?"
"I'm a little sick, but I'm okay. Why do you ask?"
Lucas hesitantly walks over to me while also sniffing the air. I give Lucas a confused look as I pick him up and set him on my lap. "You smell funny."
Are you sure that you aren't smelling yourself since you have been outside playing all day?
I pet Lucas's head, making him look up at me. "Well, then, what kind of smell do I have?"
Still smelling the air, Lucas follows his nose over to my stomach then starts to rub his head on it. "It smells sweet like candy." Instantaneously, Lucas turns into his cat form and purrs as he continues to rub against my stomach.
I try to pick Lucas up from my stomach, but he hisses at me when I try to move him. Unsure of what to do, I turn to Delic for help.
