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[novolumecontrol]

VOOOII!! What the hell was wrong with me?! I've got enough fucking cookies here to run my own bake sale! And sandwiches! My room smells like pine trees and there is cat hair on my brush! I hate this place! To anyone I talked to in the last little while, don't even think of making any smartass remarks unless you want to be cut in half

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[kittycatpillow]

*purposely comes in cat form and purrs*

[novolumecontrol]

Get out of my room you fucking mooch!

[kittycatpillow]

*raises an eyebrow* Mrooooooooow.

[novolumecontrol]

*throws a vase at him*

[kittycatpillow]

*bats it away*

[novolumecontrol]

Why are you still here?! *throws a sandwich at him, because he's got about fifty of them to get rid of anyway*

[kittycatpillow]

*oooh, food; OM NOM NOM*

[novolumecontrol]

VOOIII! You don't get to eat that! *goes over and tries to kick it away from his mouth*

[kittycatpillow]

*hi there, foot; CHOMP*

[novolumecontrol]

YEOW!!! *hopping up and down on one foot cursing* GET OUT OF MY ROOM!!

[kittycatpillow]

*eyes him as if he has no idea what he's talking about and goes back to the sandwich*

[novolumecontrol]

*jabs at his furry butt with his sword*

[kittycatpillow]

*chomps foot again because swords aren't yummy*

[novolumecontrol]

GEH! *clenching teeth and damn thankful he has boots on to lessen the pain* Bite me again and I'll chop off your tail while your teeth are busy!

[kittycatpillow]

*gives him a my-tail-for-your-leg? snort*

[novolumecontrol]

I suppose I could go for your back leg, just to keep things even.