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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 stood atop the wall with her Master, wondering what was happening below them. Tomorrow was a day off, which meant that people should have been at home relaxing, not working and protesting. Clover knelt down, her ears twitching. "Clover does not like it," the kitten admitted, but stood when her Master beckoned her, knowing that she had no choice but to go down there. Clover wanted to go home and nap, she really wasn't cut out for this side kick business. Regardless, she clung to Erika as they moved through the shadows, squeezing her eyes shut so that she didn't get nauseous. When they landed, Clover opened her lids once they were on solid ground, her head spinning. She leaned forward in order to glimpse the activity, noting that it was not a street festival. There were no party tents or firework, only angry humans holding signs and chanting words that confused her. Clover attempted to think back, but Heroine was not a word that she recognized. She would have to ask Erika later, but for now, there was trouble in the human city and Tiger Lily and the Blue Lotus needed to get to the bottom of it.
Once back home, Clover removed her superhero outfit, tucking it into the hiding place the two of them kept them. "Master, Clover does not understand what True Heroine means," Clover admitted, not embarrassed by her lack of understanding. She scratched her cheek, wondering if she was stupid and if Maple would know what it meant. She prepared for bed, scrubbing her face despite her dislike of water, making sure to get behind her ears. Cookie had told her that if she didn't, mushrooms would grow back there. She tucked herself onto the end of Erika's mattress like she always did, pulling a blanket up over her head. "Clover will protect Master from True Heroine," she whispered, falling asleep quickly.
The next morning, Fiyero was waiting for her along with Belle. "Clover, it's inappropriate to be sleeping in your Master's room." Belle looked cross, Fiyero looked as though he didn't care, he pulled something out of his sleeve, an outfit for the kitten. "Clover cannot sleep alone," the kitten replied, having grown used to sharing a bed with Maple. Together, Belle and Fiyero dressed Clover up like a little doll, then sent her off to breakfast. It was Saturday, so Erika did not have school and Clover would get to spend the whole day with her. Unless of course, Sera came over, then Clover would get to spend the day with two of them.
She did not mind Master Sera of course, Master Seraphina gave her plenty of pets and Clover enjoyed them, even if Sera sometimes grabbed her tail to stroke it, which felt strange and not all that unpleasant, but not a feeling she understood either.