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Fiddlesticks day 3: Kitty feeding
Who: Trowa, Maru
Where: Dining car
Sitting in the dining car, Trowa had a plate with bacon and some sausage that had been made from the boars that had been brought back from the last mission. It was probably way too much for Amira, but he wanted her to have options in what she ate. Stroking the tiny kitten, he smiled as she sniffed at the food.
Where: Dining car
Sitting in the dining car, Trowa had a plate with bacon and some sausage that had been made from the boars that had been brought back from the last mission. It was probably way too much for Amira, but he wanted her to have options in what she ate. Stroking the tiny kitten, he smiled as she sniffed at the food.
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"... I'm just me." He said then, knowing his answer probably wasn't answer enough. He knew he could have told the guy what he was. But what if he didn't like vampires? What if he tried to stab him with a wooden stake or something? What of he was sickened and ran away screaming? Maru wasn't sure he wanted everyone to know what he was exactly. Just that he was.
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Just like this guys offer to rest on one of the seats beside him. He supposed he could. If it wasn't for long. He'd need to get back to Madoka. Though he knew she'd find him there eventually. So, when he finished his cookie, he gave a little kitty shrug and trotted his way to the seat. With a yawn he jumped from the counter to the seat... and flopped.
It wasn't as comfortable as Madoka's bed, but it would do for a nap. "Maru." Maru said. "Is my name."
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"... If you wanna." He gave a little kitty shrug. "I don't mind."
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Except how did they always find his weak spot??
Maru began to purr and press into the fingers rubbing at his ear. It wasn't fair that they automatically reached for his ears. It was so cruel. But it felt so good.
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So it was nice. And he was enjoying it. All the people who couldn't help just reaching over and petting him should have been so bothersome. But the cat in him was happy to have those gentle fingers rubbing between his ears and scritching behind them.
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"... She's not gonna bite me is she?" he had to ask, just to be on the safe side.
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