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[dontpatr0nizeme]

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Seriously, fuck you, castle.  Just fuck you.  I really did not need this.

I have a damn kitten that came out of my showerhead.  Really, castle?  Come on.  I don't need a pet.  At all.  Or the clawmarks.

And my helmet is lined with what appears to be peanut butter.

[Have adorable meowing in the background]  Fine.  Shut up, I'll pet you.  You're as demanding as Kat was on her loss.

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[kinky_stopwatch]

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That is possibly the most disturbing thing I've read today, it's not still attached is it?

[dontpatr0nizeme]

No. It landed on my head and clawed my face. And now the kitten is on my bed wrapped in a towel. Perfectly normal and unhappy wet kitten.

[kinky_stopwatch]

Well I mean at least it was a kitten in the shower and not Simon Bates with a knife dressed as his mother.

[dontpatr0nizeme]

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I don't want to know where that idea came from.

Sorry Friend is staying with me so it's the first time I've been able to get online :)

[kinky_stopwatch]

Sorry it's a film from back home.

[dontpatr0nizeme]

Iteresting films you have at home then.

[kinky_stopwatch]

Thankfully I don't have to take credit for that.

Dick-tated

[brute_shot_bully]

[Just Maine laughing.]

[dontpatr0nizeme]

Shut up, Maine.

Lucky it missed my eye. Damn claws.

[brute_shot_bully]

Could have matched York.

[dontpatr0nizeme]

Not anymore. His eye is healed.

[brute_shot_bully]

[Hmph.]

Scars add character.

[dontpatr0nizeme]

Not when they come from kitten claws.

[themistress]

Oh, do be careful that it doesn't get your nethers! [This is cheerful.]

[dontpatr0nizeme]

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I shouldn't be surprised you're more worried about that than me possibly losing an eye had its claws landed wrong, should I?

[themistress]

Of course I wouldn't want you to lose an eye. But cats are particularly fond of cocks, and, well, you only have one of those.

[dontpatr0nizeme]

Trust me. Everything is quite intact.

[themistress]

Well, wonderful. Are you going to keep the kitty?

[dontpatr0nizeme]

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I don't know what I'm doing with it, yet.

[Meowing in the background.]

Dictated

[noblefive]

Kitten, huh?

[He's not surprising Kat was so demanding.]

What're you gonna call it?

[Serious tones, but this is clearly military ribbing.]

[dontpatr0nizeme]

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You say that as though you think I'm keeping it. Odds are decent it'll just vanish when things go back to as normal as they get here.

[noblefive]

Now you've said that, it'll probably stick around.

[A pause] I would offer to take it from you, but cats and penguins probably don't mix.

[dontpatr0nizeme]

My luck.

I'm not too worried. I'm sure I'll figure out something to do with it. It's adorable, after all.

[noblefive]

Adorable helps. Well, if all else fails, I can keep Piplup in her ball.

There is the animal sanctuary.

[dontpatr0nizeme]

Not like I have any pets right now anyway. Guess it doesn't hurt to keep the kitten for now.