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[...for the love of God, Thyme.

He's not helping you get out when the evil cardboard prison traps you. Know that in your kitten soul.

He'll make a new box for his files, shall he? Yes. He shall.]

[It's a small ball of FUR, BY THE ALLFATHER. He crouches near the cat in it's box.]

Tiny ball of fur, what have you gotten yourself into? Are you so amused by this nondescript container?

[Thyme trills excitedly, reaching her paws through the handle hole to bat at his hands. This box was the best thing EVER.]

[Yes, this box is HERS.

It is also upside down.

Scooting across the floor.

*scootscootscoot*]

[...ridiculous, ridiculous creature.

He's going to nudge the box away with his foot when she gets close enough. Does it feel like the end of the world when the box moves from outside forces? Perhaps. He doesn't care. He's organizing things.]

[Thor blinked in surprise at the way the creature batted at his hands, before lighting up and letting loose a loud laugh because of it.] Tiny creature, you are indeed amusing. Would you like to play with me?

[A pair of black dilated eyes peeked out over the edge of the box. PLAY? Give her something that moves and she will take it down!]

[Wait! Something was out there!

Two paws reach out (ninja-like!) to bat at his foot. Even if she can't see what she's batting, it is going down!

Thyme snags a claw on a shoelace and tugs and bats even more excitedly.]

[...why. Why did. Why it. But. Just.

He needs a moment to pinch the bridge of his nose before he kneels to try and catch hold of her paws. Untangling will take a while.]

[NO.

Hers. These were her shoelaces now, she caught them fair and square. Thyme keeps a grip on them with her claws...one that pulls her out of her box cave.

Hi daddy.

Batbatbat at the wiggly fingers.]

Edited 2013-02-28 04:49 (UTC)

[Hi princess.

Also.

Stop that. He needs his fingers for all the things.

There's a faint snort as he pulls one hand away and gives her a firm tap on the nose. Come on. Be a good girl.]

[Thyme crosses her eyes, trying to watch the finger as it beeps her on the nose. Oh yeah? She will just bat at the finger then!

...and then dash back into her box before there's any retribution.]

[...horrible creature.

Okay, files abandoned completely. Now is the time to drop down onto all fours and nudge up the edge of the box to peek at her. What'cha doin', little bit?]

[The moment he lifts the box, there's a flash of white fur that streaks out of it on the run! Pelting down the hall to dive under the bed. Can't catch meeeeeeee!]

[--what the crap, Thyme. He takes a moment to come back up from his knees, pad down to peek into the bedroom.

Here, kitty kitty.]

[She's waiting for Cadogan , on the bed, tail flicking back and forth like a warning flag. Someone must have been licking at daddy's coffee mug today because she is SO EXCITED she can hardly stand it.

Thyme backs up...wriggling her butt before launching herself off the bed and galloping away back out the door and at the box!

...the box and Kitty go sliding across the tile floor with no brakes.]

Edited (autocorrect? cardigan, what???) 2013-03-01 05:25 (UTC)

[This can only end poorly.

Time now will be, once he's jogged back, to put his hand on the box and hold it in place on the ground. Take a breather, Thyme.]

[She's now sitting in the box, looking up at Cadogan with the most innocent of eyes.

And then steps out to purr and rub at his ankles.]

[Yes, yes, he knows. She's done no wrong and he's a silly human creature.

Bending slightly allows him to skritch at her ears before attempting to catch her up in his arm. Come on, princess. Onto his shoulders like a helpful animal.]

[Thyme is a good girl~ She lifts her head to meet the hand, eyes closing and purring happily. Life is good.

She let's herself be picked up because riding on shoulders was almost as much fun as the box.]

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this is so adorable

!!! HI!

I have missed you! \o/ ♥

couldn't resist :D

so glad you didnt

missed you too!!!

Hope you've been well, hon. :3

been busy and exhausted, hence the lack of tags

No fun at all! Hope things are getting better for you. /o\

<333

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Man, autocorrect does that all the time. xD

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