Monday Has Arrived (Catherine, Takeru and Floramon RP)

[madamecatherine]

OOC: I wasn't sure if I should start this, but since nobody else did, I figured I would.. Although I assume I won't be able to finish this until tomorrow.. Stupid timezones.. -_-; I would have been up on time, too, except that I slept through three alarm clocks.. I must have been even more tired than I thought.. ^^;
Anyhow, you guys can jump in

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[floramon]

"Ms. Catherine, if you continue pacing like that you might wear a hole in the floor."

Floramon entered the large room carrying a medium sized gift bag that shimmered lavender, blue and green in the light. Setting her present off to the side Floramon hurridly walked over to her partner and slipped her flowery hands into Catherine's smooth, porceline ones.

"Don't worry Ms Catherine. Everything will be fine. Both Mr. Takaishi and Monsieur Francois already know about me so I can stay with you all night if need be."

She smiled happily and gave Catherine a soft hug so to not wrinkle her dress.

Dispite her seemingly chipper disposition Floramon was just as nervous as Catherine. What might happen today only a god would know.

[madamecatherine]

At hearing Floramon's first comment, Catherine immediatly returned to reality. She realised that her father would come up and yell at her if she didn't stop making a racket

[floramon]

Floramon laughed at Catherine's comment about doing someting stupid, "I doubt very much that you would do something stupid Ms. Catherine."

Continuing to smile at her partner Floramon brightened even more at the mention of food. "Ah, perfect!" She loved the food the cooks at the palace prepared. Taking the lid off of the dishes she examined the contents but stopped once she heard Catherine's mention of not eating.

"How do you expect to have the energy to do anything if you don't eat? At least have a little bread or some cheese."

Following Catherine over to the bed Floramon lifted the tray, "please try to eat even a little something."

[madamecatherine]

Catherine looked up from her drawing and forced a smile. She really wished that she was as confident in her ability not to make a fool of herself, as Floramon seemed to have