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[songtoallmy]

... Excuse me. Does anyone want a kitten?

They, um. They keep coming out of my wardrobe.

(OOC: SURPRISE RAPE. Will be slow. ETA: S-SO SLOW. wah. Taking a break, hopefully will not drop all the threads. ;;b DEAD. But feel free to use this post for other kitten-related purposes!)

Comments

[hasibutzi]

Kitty!

[songtoallmy]

Yes, many of them.

[hasibutzi]

How cute!

[songtoallmy]

Would you like one?

[count_onme]

[Meanwhile, another French aristocrat is sitting on the floor of your room, drowning in kittens]

Uh-- Eugenie? A little help here? Oi, no claws! No claws!

[songtoallmy]

[THE KITTENS ARE MERCILESS]

Surely they're not that much trouble?

[count_onme]

Are you kidding? I'm-- aah! I'm under attack here!

[songtoallmy]

They like your shirt, I think.

[dummysavant]

Nodame wants one!

[songtoallmy]

They're very energetic.

[dummysavant]

Nodame is energetic too!

[songtoallmy]

And they're a lot of responsibility.

[unlistednumber]

[...do want]

Your wardrobe?

[songtoallmy]

Yes, it's strange. There are dozens of them now.

[unlistednumber]

Has anyone claimed responsibility?

[songtoallmy]

[shakes her head]

Not yet, no.

[oftheangel]

[is kind of absently petting one]

You don't have to hide strays in your wardrobe.

[songtoallmy]

I wasn't planning on hiding them; they just sort of showed up.

[oftheangel]

You have kitten fungus in there? Let me look.

[songtoallmy]

[laughs] I wouldn't be surprised.

[opens her wardrobe; her clothes have been removed, and there are about a half dozen kittens in there. mew, mew]