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βThey say that cats are angels with whiskers.β
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|| In the Name of Love || Nightcore ||
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|| In the Name of Love || Nightcore ||
Clover blinked, wondering how she had fallen. She lay on her stomach in the water, one cup landing on her back, the other she managed to catch. Thankfully, neither broke and the kitten sat upright, shaking her body in order to dry off. Master Sera rose to check on her, helping Clover back to her feet. "Clover is... okay!" She replied, giving a thumb's up. The kitten tilted her head to the side, she had pushed over plenty of cups to know that some were more durable than others. "Was careful," Clover said, slightly distressed at the fact that she was being scolded. Her tail curled around her leg and she looked at the ground, feeling bad that she had tripped with their water. Erika cleaned the water up in no time and told her not to worry, about it, but to go get changed.
"Clover will... be back!" She bound up the stairs, taking them two at a time before recalling that her room was now near Fiyero's. So Clover turned, going back down the stairs and across the house to the space she occupied. Fiyero was there with a second maid outfit, "Good job distracting them," he grinned, giving her a thumb's up. Fiyero had gotten plenty peaks at the two girls acting all lovey dovey in a way that made his cheeks flush. He almost balked at the fact that Erika was the one that wore the pants in the relationship, despite Seraphina's fiery personality and hyper attitude, it was hard to believe that she wasn't the dominant one. "Need some help?" Fiyero's ears twitched and he wriggled his fingers in that ominous way of his.
"S-stuck!" Clover danced, attempting to peel the wet clothing off of her. "Don't worry, we'll get you changed in no time!" Fiyero snapped his fingers, the wet clothing flying off. Clover squirmed, at least understanding modesty. "What... these?" She uncrossed her arms from her chest, pointing to the round orbs. They were slightly heavy and to Fiyero's surprise, the kitten was not completely flat. "Those are the work of G-d!" He declared, fishing something out of his sleeve. "You're going to need this! A bra, the most delicate piece of clothing a lady can own! Well, besides panties of course." He helped her put it on, showing Clover how to do it. He took her wet panties, promising to return them once they were dry. Unfortunately, they were her only panties and so for now, Clover would have to go without them.
Once Clover was redressed, she invited him to the performance hall and the two of them made their way to view the concert. Almost as soon as they entered, the music began to float to her ears. The kitten's eyes lit up and she moved closer to view the concert, watching Masters Sera and Erika work their magic. Clover sat down in a seat in the front row, her hands in her lap as she watched, enthralled. When it ended, all too soon in Clover's opinion, the kitten jumped up and began to clap like the humans had done at the table the night previous. "Was... super good!" Clover said jovially, wishing that she had the words to express how great it had been.