YarnKittymon: DL: ::is aimlessly wandering the still-busy streets of Coney Island, even though it's well after 11 PM::
SP00KY One: MV: :::is on her way home when she sees a familiar form up ahead. She glares at his back and if looks could kill Donald would be a dead man. She marches over to him smacks him on the head with her bag:::: What were you thinking!!!
YarnKittymon: DL: Ouch! ::rubs his head, looking rather terrified:: I'm sorry!
SP00KY One: MV: :::continuing her ranting::: You just woke up one morning and decided that you needed to play Alex? Take over his duties as Serena's wife??? Why did you telegram Patrick? Do you even realize that he came bursting into the freak show waving a gun at me?!
YarnKittymon: DL: ::turns pale:: He did?
SP00KY One: MV: :::her face is a little red::: Yes. But thats NOT answering my question.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quietly:: It answered whether I knew he came bursting into the freak show waving a gun at you...
SP00KY One: SP00KY One: MV: :::thinks for a minute, then sighs::: oh, well that was more of a rhetorical one, I kind of wanted the *other* one answered.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks down, not smiling:: I'm sorry, Maeve. I just imagined myself in his shoes, and I'd want to see my daughter one last time before she was buried.
SP00KY One: MV: How did you know Alex wouldn't contact him?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::frowns; quietly:: Do you really think he would have?
SP00KY One: MV: :::shrugs:::: Probably not but that doesn't mean it was *your* place to do so.
YarnKittymon: DL: Perhaps not.
SP00KY One: MV: ::::putting her hands on her hips::: So you felt sorry for some guy you never met and felt the need to pretend to be Alex? And thats the end of it? Do you have a knack for sticking your nose into other people's business?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks down:: Yes...I do.
SP00KY One: MV: :::smirks::: Well at least you look like your sorry. :::the smirk is slowly turning into a smile::::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::suddenly grabs Maeve's hand:: He really tried to shoot you? Are you all right? Where is he?
SP00KY One: MV: :::squeezes his hand:::: Donald I'm fine, and as far as I know he is long gone. :::pauses for a moment::: Hopefully.
YarnKittymon: DL: You could have been hurt...I never would have wired him if I'd thought it would endanger you.
SP00KY One: MV: :::quietly::: I know. :::her voice rises a little::: But no more sticking your nose where it doesn't belong. Okay?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::pauses, then smirks:: I promise I won't telegram any of Alex's relatives-in-law without asking first.
SP00KY One: MV: :::links her arm through his::: Good and since I am such a nice person I will let you treat me to some chocolate cake. :::grins widely up at him::::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::grins widely:: I'd like nothing better.
SP00KY One: MV: What made you feel sorry for Patrick anyway?
YarnKittymon: DL: Believe me, if I'd met him first, I might not have felt so bad...
SP00KY One: MV: ::::nods::: Yeah, well, he gives me chills. Sometimes he looks so normal but his demeanor can change from one second to the next.
YarnKittymon: DL: Did you call the police?
SP00KY One: MV: :::shakes her head::: Ummm no, we wrestled the gun away from him and then me and Patrick argued over who was more to blame for her death. I don't think he was really going to shoot me.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::sighs:: Besides, if he's a freak--a variant, I mean--Miss Williamson might get in trouble.
SP00KY One: MV: :::her expression turns thoughtful::: Serena was and he did do this weird disappearing act.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::nods:: And he appeared out of nowhere in front of me...
SP00KY One: MV: So is there anything else you want to tell me about this whole ordeal?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::pauses, then shakes his head:: No, I think that's really about it. Honestly.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::still looks a bit guilty; stops outside a popular restaurant:: I'm sure they have cake.
SP00KY One: MV: :::shrugs::: Im not sure if I am hungry enough to eat cake.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Shall I drive you home, then?
SP00KY One: MV: :::shrugs again::: I dont really want to go home but I guess there is nothing else to do.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quietly:: There's a few clubs open, yet...
SP00KY One: MV: Oh. I've never been to a club. I don't think anyway.
YarnKittymon: DL: Well, we could go back to my house and listen to some music. ::smiles:: I don't feel like dropping you off just yet, anyway.
SP00KY One: MV: :::smiles and nods::: Ok.
YarnKittymon: DL: My car's this way. ::smiles back at Maeve, silently::
SP00KYOne: MV: :::follows Donald to his car:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::starts the engine, yawning::
SP00KYOne: MV: :::catches him yawning;:: I'm sorry, its late, I probably should have just gone on home.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quickly:: No...I haven't been sleeping much anyway.
SP00KY One: MV: :::nods::: Oh.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smiles:: Back when I was in college, I stayed up for three days at a time; I shouldn't be bothered by it.
SP00KY One: MV: :::smiles back at him::: What did you study in college?
YarnKittymon: DL: Philosophy and medicine, but I wasn't much good at either one.
SP00KY One: MV: Oh.
YarnKittymon: DL: Did you ever go to school?
SP00KY One: MV: :::grunts::: Yeah when I was 15. Didn't even finish my last year.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smiles weakly:: You didn't miss much.
SP00KY One: MV: yeah, I didn't like school that much but father insisted that we attend.
YarnKittymon: DL: I tried to work my way through college, but I was a poor student. But I've done well enough anyway.
SP00KY One: MV: What are you doing now? If you dont mind me asking.
YarnKittymon: DL: I'm on leave from work now, but in a bit I'll get back to producing radio shows. ::smiles:: I'll get you on the air yet, as I promised.
SP00KY One: MV: :::smiles widely::: Thats good, I had thought you had forgotten.
YarnKittymon: DL: No; I've just been...preoccupied lately. I suppose we all have.
SP00KY One: MV: :::murmers::: Thats for sure.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::is taking Maeve to a nice part of town; all the houses are small mansions, though he doesn't comment on it::
SP00KY One: MV: :::is looking out the window staring in awe at the large houses::: You live around here?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smirks:: No; I just thought we could find a house with no one home and perform some light burglary. ::laughs:: For now, anyway.
SP00KY One: MV: :::looks hopeful::: Really? Which one?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smiles:: Don't think too much of it. ::slows in front of a three-story gated building with several lights still on, despite the late hour; it's a good-looking thing built maybe ten years ago:: That one.
SP00KY One: MV: :::smiles::: Neat. How are we going to get in? Climb over of the gate? Dig underi?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::laughs:: If you like, but I was going to unlock it. ::stops the car and gets out, unlocking the gate and swinging it open::
SP00KY One: MV: :::pouts::: Well its no fun if you have the keys.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::gets back in the car:: Well, if we'd come a bit earlier, there would have been an attendant to open them for us. Though next time perhaps I'll drive right through them if you'd like.
SP00KY One: MV: :::grins;:: Even better. Of course it would work even more if someone was chasing us.
YarnKittymon: DL: Maybe sometime...::slows down; there's a car parked in the driveway:: Speak of the devil.
SP00KY One: MV: What devil?
YarnKittymon: DL: You've met Mister Hugo McHenry?
SP00KY One: MV: No, don't believe I have ever had the pleasure.
YarnKittymon: DL: Well. He and I had a bit of a...falling out. I hope he doesn't intend to stay long. ::pauses:: He married Alex's old friend, you know.
SP00KY One: MV: Yes, I believe Alex might have mentioned it.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::drives the car into a garage on the far side of the house; parks, and goes over to open Maeve's door for her, frowning::
SP00KY One: MV: :::starts to open the door herself:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::sees this, and lets her get it::
SP00KY One: MV: ;::opens the door and hops out, smiling::: Whats with the frown? Cheer up, maybe he is here to make ammends.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::laughs:: I doubt that. Maeve, I'll be much happier in a few weeks...I hope. SP00KY One: MV; Why? What happens in a few weeks?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::sounding a little preoccupied:: That should be the close of a very long business deal.
SP00KY One: MV: Oh. Well, am I going to get to meet this Hugo? Or are we going to stand in the garage all night?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smiles:: Well, it *is* dark; it'd be a fine place for necking. ::steps out into the yard, which is also dark:: I guess that's not your cup of tea, though.
SP00KY One: MV: Tsk tsk and here I thought you were a gentlemen. :::follows him:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::laughs:: Well, let me know when you've stopped being a lady, all right?
SP00KY One: MV: :::lifts her chin up defiantly::: Are you trying to imply that I am one of those proper little debutantes?
YarnKittymon: DL: Not unless you'd need to kiss me to prove me wrong on that count.
SP00KY One: MV: Is that a challenge?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::laughs:: Could be.
SP00KY One: MV: :::gives him a little smirk and walks up to him, she reaches up and pulls his face down to hers, kissing him soundly on the lips. Giving him a secretive smile, she turns around and prances up to the door.:::: Coming?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks rather dazed, a wide smile on his flushed face:: Y--yeah. ::runs after her, grinning::
SP00KY One: MV: :::rolls her eyes and whispers under her breath::: Men...
YarnKittymon: DL: ::laughs; quietly:: Would you rather I pretended I didn't like it? ::fumbles with the key from his keyring and opens the door, not knocking for the butler::
YarnKittymon: : ::the lights are all on inside; there's a long hallway with several pieces of artwork on the walls::
SP00KYOne: MV: True enough. If you hadn't then I would have had to hurt you and I would just rather not have the mess right now. :::grins:::
SP00KY One: MV: :::looks at the artwork::: Wow. nice paintings.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::takes Maeve's hand, still smiling:: Mrs Madison picked them out herself, I think. Come on to the sitting room. I could face a whole army of McHenries right now!
SP00KYOne: MV: :::laughs and shakes her head::: So this place belongs to Mrs. Madison? Who is she again?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smiles:: I suppose you could call her my boss. I'm not sure you'd like her much, though.
SP00KY One: MV: :::frowns::: Why is that?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quietly:: She's not a very pleasant person.
SP00KY One: MV: Then why do you work for her? Certainly there are some other radio stations you could work for?
YarnKittymon: DL: I'm on break from the station for a while. ::pauses; after a moment, draws Maeve near and whispers:: She's quite an old lady...if I help her enough, she may remember me in her will, you know.
SP00KY One: MV: :::tries not to laugh but playfully hits him on the arm::: Thats mean, warming up to her for her money. :::looks around::: Then again, maybe thats not a bad idea.
YarnKittymon: DL: There's no guarantee of anything, of course--either way, I'm helping to make her last days comfortable, I suppose. ::pauses:: Sssh, we're near the sitting room. ::opens a door::
: ::the sitting room has a fireplace which is blocked off by a screen--it's too hot for a fire anyway--and some nice furniture, all about ten years old, so slightly dated, but in excellent shape; the rugs make the place look vaguely 'oriental', and a man is sitting in one of the chairs, and an older woman on the sofa, her butler standing nearby; they both look up expectantly at Donald and Maeve when they come in::
SP00KY One: MV: :::walks into the room, smiling self consciously, her foot catching the edge of one oriental rug and she stumbles:::
YarnKittymon: MG: ::the older woman chuckles a little::
HU: ::the man starts to get up to help::
DL: ::catches Maeve by the elbow:: It's all right. Mrs. Madison, Mr. McHenry, this is Miss Maeve Owens.
SP00KY One: MV: :::grabs onto Donald's arms for extra support while smiling at the two strangers, a slight blush to her cheeks::: Hello.
YarnKittymon: MG: ::nods silently::
HU: Pleased to meet you. Donald, I was wondering if we could talk for a bit.
DL: ::frowns::
SP00KY One: MV: :::lets go of Donald's arms and straightens up, looking from Hugo to Donald..::::
YarnKittymon: MG: Go on, Donald. I'll entertain Miss Owens.
DL: ::frowns, looking apologetically at Maeve::
SP00KY One: MV: :::smiles::: Go ahead, I promise not to cause too much trouble.
YarnKittymon: DL: It will just be a moment. ::nods to Hugo, who stands and walks--a little awkwardly--to a back room::
MG: ::looks at Maeve silently, not asking her to sit::
SP00KY One: MV: :::stands there rocking back and forth on her feet, looking around the room.:::
YarnKittymon: MG: Were you involved in that...show of Miss Williamson's?
SP00KY One: MV: :::nods absently as she studies a very expensive looking vase, she picks it up, examining it::::: Yes, I was. You have a very nice home. I liked the paintings on the walls.
YarnKittymon: MG: Thank you. Please be careful with that; it's a hundred years old.
SP00KY One: MV: Oh. :::goes to put it down almost dropping it but manages to catch it and put it safely back on its stand:::
YarnKittymon: MG: What was your act? I don't believe Donald's told me much about you, though I may have forgotten it.
SP00KY One: MV: :::sticks out her hand and a fireball appears::: This.
YarnKittymon: MG: ::gasps:: How dangerous.
SP00KY One: MV: :::shrugs::: Yeah, it can be. :::closes her hand and the fireball disappears:::
YarnKittymon: MG: Well, you might as well sit down, before you burn something down or knock something over.
SP00KY One: MV: :::nods and takes a step forward but her foot catches on the leg of the table, moving it and sending the vase crashing to the floor. Maeve cringed and closed her eyes::: And now I wish I had the power to turn back time.
YarnKittymon: MG: You certainly are clumsy. That vase cost more than you make in a year.
SP00KY One: MV: ::slowly turns, half expecting if she goes slow enough the vase will still be in tact::: Oh god. I am so incredibly sorry. :::bends down and picks up the pieces, trying to fit them back together:::
YarnKittymon: MG: ::glances back at her butler, who goes to get a dustpan and broom:: Don't cut yourself. It's broken.
SP00KY One: MV: :::just as she says that a piece slices Maeve's finger, but she tries not to let it show. Giving up she leaves the vase alone and goes to stand sheepishly by the door, praying Donald will come back and save her from more embarrasment::::
YarnKittymon: : ::the butler comes back and starts cleaning up the vase::
MG: Donald does seem to be quite smitten with you. He'll likely pay for it. ::after a long pause:: The vase, of course.
SP00KY One: MV: :::smirks::: I'm sure you didn't mean the vase. :::grumbles::: I'll have my uncle send you a check.
YarnKittymon: MG: Your uncle?
SP00KY One: MV: :::nods::: Yes. My Uncle.
YarnKittymon: MG: He has the money?
SP00KY One: MV: :::her eyes darting left and right, unsure::: Yes.
YarnKittymon: MG: Well, you don't dress like it.
SP00KY One: MV: :::looks up defiantly::: Maybe I just dont want to parade around like a little spoiled rich kid.
YarnKittymon: : ::they can hear Donald raising his voice through the wall, though not the words; Mrs. Madison either pretends not to hear, or actually can't hear (as she's old enough to be a bit deaf, anyway::
SP00KY One: MV: :::looks curiously at the wall and then over to Mrs. Madison::: Do they always discuss business so loudly?
YarnKittymon: MG: They don't get along. It's just business; you wouldn't understand.
SP00KY One: MV: :::her eyes narrow:::: You think just because I appear to have no money you just assume I have no education and I am therefore a helpless little girl? :::a little spiteful::: I might understand more then you think.
YarnKittymon: MG: You *are* spirited, I'll give you that. Though I don't much care for that. How do you expect to marry above you?
SP00KY One: MV: Many people don't and I don't plan to marry *above me*, in fact I have no plans to marry at all at the moment.
YarnKittymon: MG: Hmph. ::after a pause:: Don't worry about the vase; it was ugly.
SP00KY One: MV: :::shrugs:::
YarnKittymon: : ::they hear a crash in the other room::
SP00KY One: MV: :::jumps a little and then rushes out of the room and into the next room:::: Donald?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::is helping Hugo up off the ground; the latter looks more than a little exasperated, but nothing's broken::
SP00KY One: MV: :::looks at them suspiciously::: What is going on?
YarnKittymon: HU: ::coldly:: *This* wasn't his fault.
DL: ::quietly:: You should have brought your cane, Mr. McHenry.
SP00KY One: MV: :::smirks::: Ah, so then you two weren't throwing fists at each other? Is it safe to leave you two unchaperoned?
YarnKittymon: HU: ::getting to his feet:: I was on my way out, actually. ::frowns, looking at Maeve::
SP00KY One: MV: :::smiles at him:::
YarnKittymon: HU: ::quietly, looking at Maeve:: Perhaps you could walk me out...?
SP00KY One: MV: :::looks confusedly between Donald and Hugo::: Ummm.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::grabs Hugo's arm:: No; I'll do it. I'll be back in a few minutes, Maeve. ::escorts Hugo out::
SP00KY One: MV: :::looks a litte shocked, stands there for a moment and then wonders out of the room. Getting turned around, she heads in the opposite direction:::
YarnKittymon: : ::there's a few nice-looking doors on her way, a couple potted plants, and a door labelled "Servants' Quarters"::
SP00KY One: MV: :::turns down some hallways, getting lost and ends up by the stair case. Looking around she decides to explore::: That woman is weird, she must be hiding something.
YarnKittymon: : ::one of the doors is open a crack::
SP00KY One: MV: :::walks over to the cracked door and peeks through it, listening to see if anyone is there:::
YarnKittymon: : ::there's no noises inside, but rather suddenly, Maeve feels something crawling up her leg::
SP00KY One: MV: :::feels something crawling up her leg and looks down, trying to swallow a scream:::
YarnKittymon: : ::it's a mid-sized rat, its fur a bit charred, but otherwise a kind of friendly-looking creature::
SP00KY One: MV: :::succeeds in not screaming and shakes her leg::: Get off!
YarnKittymon: : ::the rat squeaks, and loses its grip, falling to the ground; it lands on its four feet and backs off a few feet to get a better look at Maeve::
SP00KY One: MV: :::mumbles::: They live in a place like this and they have rats? :::looks at the rat closely;:: and a funny looking rat at that.
YarnKittymon: : ::the rat squeaks again, approaching Maeve::
SP00KY One: MV: :::backs up::: My arent you a friendly little thing.... ummm... go away? I have a fireball and I am not afraid to use it.
YarnKittymon: : ::the rat twitches its whiskers, not hearing a threat in Maeve's tone::
SP00KY One: MV: ::rolls her eyes::: Great, I'm talking to a rat. Nice, I can hear the insanity ward calling already. ::::takes a menacing step toward the rat::: go on! shue!
YarnKittymon: : ::the rat squeaks, taking a couple steps towards the dresser, which has some hair grease, a comb, a hand mirror, and a picture of Maeve on it::
SP00KY One: MV: :::follows the rat and moves over towards the dresser, picking up the picture of her::: How? When? Where? And Why? :::as if the picture could answer these questions:::
SP00KY One: MV: :::looks down at the rat::: Why do I have a funny feeling you arent a normal rat?
YarnKittymon: : ::the rat squeaks in a cheerful tone::
SP00KY One: MV: :::one eyebrow raises::: Okay. Lets try a little expiriment here. Is this Donalds room?
YarnKittymon: : ::the rat looks at Maeve stupidly::
SP00KY One: MV: ::sighs::: I dont know whether to be relieved I didn't get a reaction or horrified that I thought i would.
SP00KY One: MV: Well, other then this picture, what other little secrets does this place hold. :::walks around the room::::
YarnKittymon: : ::the bedside table has a bottle of cologne that smells rather like Donald's, next to a piece of paper folded in thirds--other than that, there's just a bed and a closet with its door closed; it's been kept pretty neat::
SP00KY One: MV: :::walks over and picks up the cologne, sniffs it and then puts it back. She then unfolds the little piece of paper:::
YarnKittymon: : ::the paper is clearly a draft of some sort, as a lot of the words are scratched out; it's written in ink, but the stuff that remains reads, "I think I love you more than life itself, but you must understand, I have to do this, and I wish you would join me--" There's more written there, but there's a gentle knock on the open door when Maeve gets to that part::
SP00KY One: MV: :::sucks in a deep breath and turns around to the open door:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::since Maeve's back is to him, can't see what she's picked up; is smiling faintly:: What made you come up *here*?
SP00KY One: MV: :::tries to discreatly put the note down::: Umm. I got lost and then I found this rat and umm.. yeah.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::blinks:: I hope he didn't frighten you.
SP00KY One: MV: :::smirks::: Dont tell me he is your pet?
SP00KY One: MV: :::as an after thought::: and don't be ridiculous, nothing frightens me.
YarnKittymon: : ::the rat tries to flee, but Donald catches it by the root of the tail and picks it up:: Not...exactly....it's a friendly enough creature, though.
SP00KY One: MV: :::smiles::: Nice. :::turns and takes two steps towards the door, the piece of paper fluttering to the floor.::: Well, I think I have caused enough chaos today. Maybe I should just be heading home.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::eyes rest on the piece of paper, even as he kneels next to his bed and reaches underneath, pulling out a wire cage for the rat; blushes a little:: So soon?
SP00KY One: MV: :::unaware that the note has fallen::: Well, I don't think your Mrs. Madison likes me very much and I did manage to break one of her vaces
YarnKittymon: DL: ::doesn't take his eyes off the sheet of paper:: No other reason...?
SP00KY One: MV: :::forces a smile::: Nona that I can think of. ::edges a little closer to the door:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly, glancing up at Maeve, then down at the cage that he puts the rat inside:: You didn't read anything..?
SP00KY One: MV: :::gulps::: Read? Anything? No, no, of course not. :::tries to look innocent but knows she has been had, she starts to ramble::: I only say the first couple of line and whoever it is too is probably a really lucky girl and while i have no idea what it is that you have to do I am sure its important and while I think that there is something strange going on here is irrelevant :::takes and deep breath and pauses. letting it out::: Ok, Maeve, learn when to keep your mouth shut.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::locks the cage and sets it down, wiping his hands on a handkerchief; smiles a little, approaching Maeve:: Maeve...
SP00KY One: MV: :::backs away, her heart hammering in her chest::: Donald...
YarnKittymon: DL: ::after a pause:: Just know whatever happens...whatever it is...I love you, more than anything, no matter how you feel.
SP00KY One: MV: Whats going to happen?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I can't say...I need you to still like me for just a little longer...
SP00KY One: MV: :::her eyes narrow::: Why? What does it matter? Is the answer in that note? :::moves past him and towards the fallen piece of paper:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::just looks at her silently, not moving to stop her::
SP00KY One: MV: :::grabs the note::: and what about that picture? Where did that come from? :::skims through the note:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smiles weakly:: Call it a candid picture. *Very* candid.
: ::the note doesn't explain any specifics, but one line is "I know it's too much to ask for you to be mine forever, or even to forgive me, but if I beg you, might you accept this gift?"::
SP00KY One: MV: :::her heart pounding faster, she sucks in another small breath before letting it out.:::: After only knowing each other for a few months you want me to marry you? What gift are you talking about? And why would I need to forgive you?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Maeve, if I tell you, the plan might fail...and if it fails, Mrs. Madison will do all she can to make my life miserable...
SP00KY One: MV: :::looks a little worried::: What plan? and how could me knowing about it make it fail? Are you into something illegal. ::glances over at the rat:::
YarnKittymon: DL: I won't let any harm come to you, I swear.
SP00KY One: MV: And the rest of the world?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::shakes his head:: Everyone will be fine.
SP00KY One: MV: Then why did you say you wouldn't let any harm come to me? No need to worry if there is no danger.
YarnKittymon: DL: I said everyone will be fine. Everyone's fine at the end of a...a barnstorming act, but they're still dangerous enough to be outlawed.
SP00KY One: MV: :::puts her hands on her hips;::: I don't like this. Secrets that is. :::motions with her head towards the rat::: Do I at least get to know what that thing is? It doesn't act like a normal rat.
YarnKittymon: DL: An experiment. Take him with you if you like.
SP00KY One: MV::::smirks::: I don't want a pet rat. What kind of experiment? The breeding of friendly rats?
YarnKittymon: : ::the rat squeaks, looking at Maeve through the bars of its cage::
DL: Maeve...I'm sorry.
SP00KY One: MV: :::turns around and stalks out the door::: Fine, you don't want to give me answers... :::mutters to herselff:::: I'll find them on my own.

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