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[lalaith_]

::decides to stick around at Caranthire's for the night to clean up after a very successful babyshower::

::hollers for all the servants and gives them a specific task to do::

::wraps padded plastic around Mrs. Ginger Skittle and Prometheus' paws before letting them play out in the lawn::

Comments

[mornaquilde]

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Is that necessary? They're cats! They clean themselves!

[lalaith_]

Shush, you. They like it!

[mornaquilde]

HOW COULD THEY?! They can't even claw at anything! It's what cats do!

[lalaith_]

THEY DON'T WANNA CLAW ANYTHING! I DON'T SEE THEM COMPLAINING!

::points a finger at Mrs. Ginger skittles who is staring idly at Prometheus chasing around a butterfly::

[mornaquilde]

*shakes his head in disgust as Prometheus leaps for the butterfly and it evades his paws because of the wrapping*

See?!

[lalaith_]

What?! You want him to learn how to mutilate a harmless little BUTTERFLY?

That's IT. I'm taking him with me to Nienor's later and you don't get visiting rights. >:|

[mornaquilde]

>.<

He's. A. CAT!

In case you haven't noticed, cats are small little MURDER machines!! They're cute and fluffy to us, but to mice and anything smaller than them they are DEATH with whiskers.

[lalaith_]

Can you please try not to ruin their image in my eyes? I KNOW all of that but I'd not see a KITTEN going at it.

Besides, I covered up their paws so that they don't bring dirt into the house. I don't know why you always have to yell at me for nothing at all. GEEZ.

::hands you a pile of discarded wrapping paper::

Go and throw this away.

[mornaquilde]

*shakes his head in disgust and grabs said paper*

*stalks off and shoves it into a bin then ignites the contents*

[lalaith_]

::wonders what's taking you so long to return::

::starts to walk in the direction you went but stops::

He'll only think I'm stalking him, ugh. :\

[mornaquilde]

*eventually gets bored of watching the flames and stomps back*

Anything else need disposing of?

[lalaith_]

::starts to say something:;

...

::decides otherwise and shakes her head in negative:::

[mornaquilde]

*shrugs*

Well. If you're sure.

*turns around and breaks off a blade of grass and starts teasing Prometheus with it*

[lalaith_]

Well...yeah. I'm sure.

::thinks if he's not mentioning anything about the whole kiss thing then she was absolutely right::

::shrugs and starts gathering presents Caranthire forgot to ship to the nursery::

[mornaquilde]

*shuffles awkwardly, focussing intently on the cat until it gets bored and wanders off*

SO!

...

uhm...

We should... probably... talk?

[lalaith_]

::instant deer-in-headlights look::

::laughs nervously::

Talkaboutwhat?