Batai the cat
digitalcatplush.bsky.social
Batai the cat
@digitalcatplush.bsky.social
Batai is an OC for the Amazing Digital Circus. Their name was chosen via the random-letter wheel much like Pomni’s, though they aren’t sure how to feel about it.
Batai wandered over, exhausted after cooking all night, and curled up right next to her, purring.
November 27, 2025 at 6:36 AM
“I… Like to think you did good, too… Given the circumstances… Neither of us are surgeons, after all”

They smiled, fixed up the area that had to be cut, and hugged Ragatha. Dammit Batai, put a shirt on!
November 26, 2025 at 10:14 PM
//I keep meaning to ask you if you know any Gangles or Zoobles that aren’t horny or Taboo (I know Gangle’s a freak but cmon guys)
November 26, 2025 at 10:10 PM
“Give anyone ideas…? I’m sure if they wanna join, it’ll be fine! They just have to ask first…”

Oh no, they don’t understand what implications she means…

“And… I didn’t do anything fancy on your hand, I just tried really hard not to f&$# it up…”
November 26, 2025 at 4:53 AM
They handed her the scissors.

“I… I’d like to have you in here sometime… NOT when we’re bleeding out… Is it considered bleeding out? Hm… A-anyway, I’d love to just… EXIST in one of our rooms together sometimes. If you’d be up for that…”
November 26, 2025 at 2:08 AM
-started off messy and bad…”

They remembered what they did when sewing her up and blushed.

“Uh, sorry about that ‘kissed it better’ comment… I talk to my plushies when I’m fixing them and reassure them, even though they aren’t alive… It’s become a habit. Sorry if I made it weird…”
November 25, 2025 at 11:06 PM
Oh dear… They started out quietly snickering, which evolved into actual moderate-volume laughter.

“I… I’m sorry! It’s not funny… But… I can’t stop laughing…!”

They picked up their scissors and gently cut where her hand was attached.

“Thank you… You made this morning REALLY good… Even if it-
November 25, 2025 at 11:04 PM
“I- right… F%$#…”

They grabbed the needle, mentally berating themselves for forgetting something so simple. One at a time, they restuffed and sewed one hand back together, giving it a kiss. Then they started working on the other. That one received a kiss, too.

“There we go, kissed it better!”
November 25, 2025 at 10:28 PM
“…We can fix each other… If you’d like…”

They backed off, letting her take control of the needle.
November 25, 2025 at 9:53 PM
They didn’t even sew themselves up, but took one of Ragatha’s hands and began stuffing it, calculating how much of the stuffing was going to go in each one.

“Your stuffing is out, too… You kinda need this”

They said that with a small chuckle.
November 25, 2025 at 8:41 PM
They placed a hand on hers, then backed up and grabbed some of the stuffing in her lap to help.

“…I’m sorry I worry you so much… You don’t deserve to be cleaning up my mess…”
November 25, 2025 at 6:43 PM
-believe the only f!$%ing person I care about in here… But I hate myself so deeply that my brain keeps telling me it doesn’t deserve you…”

They started crying again.
November 25, 2025 at 6:31 PM
They just… let her. They’re so tired at this point.

“Usually I’d fight you forcing the stuffing back in, but… I’m so tired, Ragatha… I’m tired of doing this every morning, of hating myself so deeply… I want you to tell me it’ll all be okay, but I’m not even sure if I’ll believe you… I want to-
November 25, 2025 at 6:29 PM
“I’m…sure emotional pain counts… My dad didn’t think so, but I do…”

They hugged her tight. Batai, your fucking stomach is still open! You just left the needle hanging!
November 25, 2025 at 6:22 PM
They crawled over to her, stomach still open, but they didn’t care. Not when it’s her.

“W-woah, what… What are you doing? That’s… that’s dangerous… You… You’ll get hurt…”

They put their hands on hers, but gently.
November 25, 2025 at 6:16 PM
They began shaking their head.

“I… I still need them to cut the thread when I’m finished… Why? What… Do you plan on doing?”
November 25, 2025 at 6:04 PM
-sewing themselves back up, even without all the missing stuffing.

“I… I don’t want to be fat anymore…”
November 25, 2025 at 6:00 PM
In their hands was a pair of sewing scissors. I suppose even something that small can be used in desperation.

“Don’t… Don’t worry about it… I do this every morning… It always goes back to normal the next day… Even though I want it to stay…”

In their other hand was a needle and thread. They began-
November 25, 2025 at 5:59 PM
Their floor is covered in stuffing, erratically thrown around, the source being… Batai’s stomach. They’re not wearing their usual clothes, just a pair of shorts. In a panic, they looked up at Ragatha, pupils pinpricks and their fur standing on end. They began crawling backwards.

“R… Ragatha…”
November 25, 2025 at 5:42 PM
They didn’t even notice the door move, still curled into their ball of self-loathing.
November 25, 2025 at 5:20 PM
“No… You don’t… You were probably beautiful AND nice… And I just…”

They curled into a ball on the ground, trembling with sobs.
November 25, 2025 at 4:20 PM