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Originally Posted by Colley  Cat's smile faded just a little bit when she noticed that Mo and Sophie both seemed to be all teared up. Was something wrong? Had she missed something happening when she was looking for Sharky? Mo was crying? What...............?
Closing the door again, she placed Sharky on the ground so that the feline could go off to wherever she pleased but not get lost again, then this Cat placed herself right beside Sophie and Mo and kissed them both. "Now, you two need to knock that off right now, hmm? This is a good thing. It's going to be so fun and you know if you cry more I'll start crying too." And no one wanted her to cry. She was a miserable crier. She smiled sweetly at them both before raising an eyebrow. "Presents, hmm? Let's see." Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin Eep. Cat kisses. Mo wiped at his face by pulling his head into his shirt like a turtle, and when he emerged, he gave Cat a rather long and wet kiss. Wet on account of tears. Long on account of he was sad now because Sophie made him so. "I didn't make her cry. She was crying when she got here. She was crying all day. She's always crying."
He'd totally made her cry, but to his defense, she'd returned the favor.
"We're not sad. Now thank the baby cupcake for her Felix Felicis and promise not to die or she'll start crying again." That was a bit bossy of him, so he pulled Cat into his lap and gave her a proper Abraxan!nuzzle so she'd know she was loved. "Tell Sophie not to cry anymore, ok? We can play a round of Mophieball. She's gonna keep the ball." Soph stayed cuddled up to Mo even when Cat gave them kisses and scolded them for being tearful. "You might as well cry with us, too." She sniffed again and set the golfball down to reach for Cat's hand. "And shut up, I haven't been crying all day." She lightly slapped at Mo's shoulder. "Only last night after the feast in my dorm and again now when Mo was mean and asked if I'm gonna be okay without him and called me baby bird. Rude of him - 'course I'm not gonna be okay." It was stated matter-of-factly rather than heartbrokenly this time and she let out a huff of exhaustion. She was sick of tears, even though her eyes were still involuntarily pooling with them.
And, somehow, she didn't really feel all that up to playing Mophieball right now either. "Neither of you are allowed to die." Just so they knew. "But Felix should help with that." Did Cat like the present?
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