Second Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening

[myownface]

Okay, so Sparkle had attempted to detach the velcro-cat several times on Thursday, to no avail. And on Friday, he'd been kind of flattered that the little black blob of clingy kitten had stuck around, but kind of concerned all the same. It wasn't as though he knew how to take care of a pet, after all. He'd fed it a can of tuna, gave it some water, and took it outside to do its business a few times, because it wasn't like he owned a litterbox or anything.

When Velcro was still around this morning, he'd relented. Even used some of the money he'd been saving from working at Demon Marcus to get cat supplies that morning, because... well, if it was going to stick around, it was probably a good idea to keep it from crapping in his laundry pile or something.

The thing was, Velcro didn't seem to like the crunchy cat-kibble things that Sparkle had bought. A bit of a piss-off, since he didn't have all that much money in the first place, but hey, that was what common room food was for, at least until he could wean the little guy off of people-food. A rummage through the cupboards, at least, yielded some canned food that the kitten did seem to like.

"Hah! Cats do too eat ham!"

Why did Fandom let Sparkle keep the cat, again?

[OOC: Open common room is open, and all Sparkle threads will be fuelled by the power of chocolate-covered espresso beans. Fear.]

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[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"No-fun-no-booze-no-touching uniform-imposing sickly-sweet psychopath," Kenzi rattled off with a shudder. "Like, all your worst fears about this place before you got here? Made real. So glad somebody fixed that. Couple of my favorite people were in jail, jeez. Or brainwashed." She patted Ally on the head. "And she would've hated you, sweetie!"

[dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com]

"No touching?" Olive asked, staring. Like, full-on, horrified staring. "Like, no boy-girl touching or none at all?"

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"No boy-girl way definitely, and I think she was down on anything else either. At least not where she could have the squirrels report on it." Kenzi made a face. "Caritas had a speakeasy in the back, where you could go to see people and be normal, but otherwise... I heard some guy got shot just for kissing his girlfriend on the street. With an arrow. Yeesh."

[dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com]

Olive looked horrified. "I didn't hear about this part. Not that it'd much affect me, but -- it's not even like they were, you know, PDA-ing? Just...kissing?"

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi nodded, shuddering. "Just kissing. I don't remember details about who it was, but still! Which is why we were all about a big attack and blowing up half the school, you know? But that's the worst it's ever been here." Even the Nothing had been better, even if it was freakier. It hadn't been so personal.

[dirtiest-skank.livejournal.com]

"I can't even imagine," Olive said, shaking her head. "I mean, that's not even the stuff I heard about with that. It must've been really, um, far-reaching. It's probably futile to hope that the worst thing that happens to me is that I turn into a boy, right?"

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Welllll..." Kenzi looked torn, then offered, "You might get lucky? Nothing really bad has happened to me. Just to a couple friends. Getting brainwashed or monstered-up or something. And meeting your possible future kids is a trip, so, for me, it's kinda balanced out, you know?" She pointed to Ally. "Puppy!"