sorry, kitties.

[butlerincrime]

[ If you had noticed the lack of cats in streets nearby, there's a totally plausible reason.

Sebastian is hording them.

Cats are so perfect, so sweet and genuine, with soft fur and sweet little paws and - they are quiet, and never annoy him

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[perfektsymmetry]

[One of the cats you pick up is a large, laid-back white one who doesn't protest when given attention and/or food. The problem is, after a bit, his owner is going to come looking for him. Crowe knows the last place he saw him is your street, so he's looking around and calling the cat's name.]

Watson? Where'd you go?

[butlerincrime]

[ HIDES THE CAT IN THE MAILBOX. ]

Are you perhaps, missing someone...?

[perfektsymmetry]

Oh, yeah, I'm looking for--

[Upon hearing Crowe's voice, Watson lets out a meow from inside the mailbox.]

...my cat.

[Crowe gives you a flat look.]

He's... he's in there, isn't he.

[butlerincrime]

...

[ Sebastian opens the mailbox, retrieving the cat. ]

I wonder how he got in there!

[perfektsymmetry]

[Takes the cat back.]

Uh, right. Thanks.

...why did you have him in there?

[butlerincrime]

My, my, you're full of questions, aren't you?

[perfektsymmetry]

Well people don't usually go around hiding my cat in a mailbox.

[butlerincrime]

People don't normally find their cats hidden in mailboxes, either.