[There's something scurring through a pile of clothes on the floor, something long, slinky, and tiny. Somehow, the camera is following, and out from the sleeve, a head appears. It looks like the end of a brush, but it's moving on it's own. Pale eyes open and blink. The fur brussles]
KWEEKWEEE?!?!?!? Feewwhh?
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