Pippi continues guiding the ball away from edges and towards things that will make it bigger. 

And after a couple more levels, "Whoof. Okay, I'm done for the night. ...my tea got cold while I was playing video games."

"It sure did! Mine, meanwhile, was delicious."

She makes a face and tries a sip. "Eh, could be worse."

Pippi is also looking pretty tired after being so active for a while. She pads over to where the two of them are sitting, and gently brushes up against their shins affectionately. 

"Hey, Pip." Gentle scritches?

Pippi responds positively to the gentle scritches. She also hops up onto the couch and climbs into April's lap and curls up for a bit of a comfortable rest. 

Cozy.

"I need to get a picture of this."

"You do not."

Pippi, clearly oblivious to their discussion, purrs gently, arching a little into the hand petting her. 

"All right, all right."

Lukewarm tea and warm fuzzy lap friend. Life is good.

A comfy lap to rest in after a bunch of fun games. Life is very good. 

Life with Pippi is settling into a reasonably steady routine. Work, eat, hang out with cat, sleep, rinse, repeat. The katamari was enough of a hit that she feels like she should get Pippi more toys, but she can't think of a good one and keeps forgetting to ask Daisy for tips. She does make sure to keep coming to Pippi's room for kitty hangout time, though.

Pippi also seems to be pretty happy settling into the life that she has, sunning herself and playing with her toy. She might also wish she has more toys, or would if she could understand when April talks aloud about it, which she can't because she's just a cat. 

This time, when April comes into the room, Pippi is currently climbing and jumping around on the couch and environs, making her way from floor to seat cushions to backrest to armrest to pirate ship and back to the floor, in various combinations. 

"Somebody's having a toddler-with-candy moment. Wait, do cats get sugar rushes?" It is time, once more, to google a cat fact. "You can't even taste sugar??? Ripoff. I'm so sorry on behalf of Mother Nature." She plops down on the couch. "I'm warning you now, if you try to climb on my face, we will have a disagreement about that."

Despite the energy Pippi was showing before, she's still perfectly happy to end up in April's lap to be petted, no face-climbing required. She does make a detour through the pirate ship to get there, though. 

Pet pet pet. "Hey you. You're gonna need something to climb on that's not the couch, aren't you." She eyes the coffee table speculatively. "I wonder..."

Pippi stretches in April's lap, pressing herself into her hand, kneading her legs a little bit to get comfortable, before curling up a bit to relax under her touch. 

"Cute fuzzy kitty." Pet pet. "How would you feel about a much bigger pirate ship? You can't answer that. I wonder if I can hang rigging from the ceiling..."

Pippi has absolutely no reason to react to that. None at all. So she continues being petted cozily in April's lap, listening to her talk to Pippi and herself in words that Pippi definitely can't understand, the way she normally does. 

"Hmm." She shifts to petting Pippi with one hand and uses her other hand to awkwardly google a few things. Has nobody made a cat tree shaped like a giant pirate ship? Really? Tragic. She'll just have to be the first.

This is hardly the first time April has poked around on her phone while petting Pippi, so she's somewhat used to this treatment by now, and makes no fuss. The screen isn't angled anywhere Pippi could see, so she can't look at it curiously either. And April's hand feels really comfortable and good. She purrs, settling in a little and letting one eye close. 

Awww, sleepy cozy kitty.

After satisfying herself of a few basic design goals and materials sources, she puts her phone away and focuses on snuggling the cat.