Logan vs the Dragon

Logan sits up, blinking, takes in his surroundings.
Cat: snoring, curled on his stomach.
Feng: out cold, sprawled half off the couch.
Laptop: screen blank, staring from the coffee table.
Poke trackpad with toe.
Battery's dead.
Okay.
Bathroom. Teeth. Face.
Blanket.
Maybe roll Feng onto the floor so he doesn't hurt himself.
Simple enough. 
Ease cat onto novice.
Feng yawns, flops over. 
Cat squawks, thrashes out, shoots headfirst into the coffee table, drops to the floor. 
Pro'ly shoulda seen that coming. 
Get up, stretch, roll Feng back on the couch, scoop up cat, put cat ....
Put cat. 
Fuck. 
Bring cat to bathroom. 
Stack towels on shower mat, put cat on towels. Brush teeth, wash face. 
Back in the 'hall', stare at the doors.
Which one's Feng's? 
Pick one. 
Another cat on the bed and pictures on a corkboard. 
Definitely Feng's. 
Gather blanket. 
Get hissed at. 
Hiss back. 
Into the main room. 
Someone clears their throat. 
Find the source find a weapon—
Pen on the table! 
Lunge, grab it, face—
Back hits the wall, arm's above head in a vise grip. 
The someone—about Jack's age—projects 'drop it'.
Logan lets the pen go. 
The person steps back, takes the blanket, indicates the couch which is apparently a sofabed. 「Come along.」 
Logan stands still, puts on his best clueless expression. "I don't—"
「Nice try.」
「Worth a shot.」
Person concedes, then indicates the sofabed again.
A third cat sleeps on a lump of covers.
「He's still sleeping.」 
Please let the lump be breathing. 
「I hand-picked Ranger Lin for /Shaolin Rogue.」
Logan really wants to take the pen. 
「Don't.」
Logan doesn't take the pen. 
「In you go.」 
He slips by, lies down. 
「I gotta admit,」 says the someone, shaking out the blanket. 「What you said earlier?」 Chuckles, 「Pretty funny.」
「Thanks.」 Hadn't been in a fight that bloodthirsty for ages and damn did he miss it. 
The young person settles the blanket, smiles back. 
The temperature plummets. 
Leans close. "You say anything about my family like that again—" Tucks him in "—and I will make a cardigan from your nerve fibers."
Logan swallows. 
「Understand?」
He nods. 
「Good.」 Pulls the pillow out from under Logan's shoulder. 
A fourth cat curls up against his neck. 
「Sleep well.」 
The light's shut off.
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