#and I'd have to be so much better about keeping the litter box clean

[killerchickadee]

We have a kitty at the adoption center who I posted about last week I think. Very very shy. Spends literally her entire day hiding in her little house. Except.

Oh no

She loooooves me.

[zesty-goblin-trash]

Hope you're ready for a pointless hot take on cat litter cause I'm awake and I have opinions!

Cat tax;

Long ass litter rant under the cut, if tumblr mobile actually does it right for once 😤

Alright friends with felines, here's a little thing no one asked for but every morning I clean the cat box I think about making a post about it and never do. But today I am!

Bit of backstory, going to try and keep it brief. But if you've seen any of my other text posts, you'll know I struggle at that.

We were given about a half box of cat litter, I'll go into the brand in a bit. We're on a very, very tight budget so that saved us from having to buy litter for another week, dope. Except no, holy crap no. Despite being from the same brand we typically buy, it's usefulness was on par with the cheap bulk QualiCat nonsense from Costco. I used what would have normally been 2 weeks worth of cat litter in less than a week because of this crap.

Now this might not be the case for everyone's cats, so keep all that in mind when I go off about cat litter.

I do my best to empty the litter box every morning as part of my 'bathroom routine', so usually the accumulated waste isn't outrageous. That being said Bruce (the black cat in the cattax) is a piss machine and it's often sticky. (For those who might be worried, she's 16 and I very recently took her to be checked for Diabetes + other possible issues because I was worried about that and other potential symptoms. All tests came back clear 👍) So it's not uncommon for the litter box to be a couple nuggets of poop, but 2 or 3 massive 5in chunks of kentic sand-like cat litter clumps.

This is where the difference in litter quality comes in.

We were given a box of Arm and Hammer Multi Cat Clumping Litter. It comes in a yellow box, and Walmart sells the 18kg box for $23.97 CAD.

Extra value my ass

I think for most people on a budget or even not wanting to spend more money on ~fancy litters would choose this option. But trust me when I say this is one of those items that you're better of spending the money of higher quality versions of. Like a bed or a good desk chair.

The amount of dust this letter kicked up alone was insane. I noticed it immediately because my watch had a fine layer of powder on it after I refilled the box. But even looking at the litter itself, you can see larger particles of litter and a lot pow just powderyness. Best I can describe it is as if someone took a peice of concrete, smashed it up, and then poured it into a litter box. Maybe the larger flakes or whatever of the litter are meant to aid in the clumping? But it most certainly did not.

After only one day, the cat box looked as if I'd neglected it for 3. The containment of pee in the clumps is so poor that there were legitimately puddles of pee on top of the clumps. I am genuinely so upset at how bad this litter is, and we got it for free. The only positive to this litter is that inside the box it's in bag. And that's also only a positive if you have a scoop to move the litter from the bag to the litter box. Otherwise pouring from a bag in a box that weighs 18kg is not exactly the easiest thing.

What we usually buy is also Arm and Hammer, but we get the Clump and Seal Multi Cat Clumping Litter. Specifically the 17.2kg box for $27.97 CAD.

Now I do have a few gripes with this product, but my complaints with this litter aren't about the litter quality itself. They do this very annoying thing where the 9.1kg box is $20.97 CAD but the 18.7kg box is $27.97 CAD. That might not seem like a huge price difference but when your grocery budget is about $40, it is. However it doesn't make any sense to get the 9.1kg, or even the 12.7kg for $23.97 CAD, when you get so much more litter per dollar with the larger box. Also unlike the other litter, these are all boxes with a punch out hole for pouring, and don't open from the top easily to use a scooper. Again, even though not in a bag this time, pouring an 18kg box of essentially sand is not exactly easy and precise work.

Looking at the actual litter, this time it's much finer. I don't know the science behind piss and odour absorption, but I do know this stuff doesn't smell like a litter box after their first use of it nor do the clumps end up so large in single day that I have to refill the enter box after removing them. It's also not dusty at all, which is why I realized just how dusty the other one was since my watch has never been covered in dust after refilling.

So yea. That's the main point of this whole little litter rant.

But I've got some bonus "tips" to add too, because these are a couple other things that have just made dealing with the litter box a much easier task for my stupid ass depressed ADHD brain. So keep going if that's a thing you stuggle with too. And remember not to let yourself beat yourself up too hard for struggling with seemingly basic tasks. I do too. A lot of people do.

Get yourself a couple dollarstore items;

- dog poop bags, I find the ones with the little handles easier to use for the cat litter vs the rolls.

- a metal brownie/cookie spatula, the solid flat ones with a slightly beveled edge.

- small boot mats and a small broom.

So the poop bags are a bit obvious. I usually have to use 2 per litter change, but by scooping into the poop bags and then tying them off before trashing them, it keeps them from stinking up the room between garbage days. It also eliminates the need to have a dedicated litter locker type situation, which is great if you have one, but if you don't having to add extra steps for litter specific disposal can easily become a point of avoidance for cleaning the box.

The bootmats are for the doorway to the room with the litter box. I've found dedicated litter catchers that are supposed to go just outside the box end up getting pissed on. Then you have to clean it properly to prevent them from doing it again, and even then it still gets all nasty. We don't want the cats tracking the litter everywhere though, so what I did was take the mats meant for catching salt and stuff from winter boots and snip it to fit the bathroom door. You still end up with litter in the bathroom, so that's were the small broom and ... bin? (Major brain fart and I can't remember what the scoopy part for a broom is called right now??) comes in. Keep it beside the garbage in there and sweep it up when you clean the box. Having a dedicated cat litter sweeper right beside the box helps prevent me from skipping that step because I have to go get the broom and DUST PAN (that's it!) and come back.

That's the style of mat I'm referring too. The ones with the little grooves in them. They're small enough to just fit in the door frame so you don't even have to step on it if your barefoot and don't like the texture (Heyo!) but they also catch the extra litter off the kitties paws. Plus because they're cheap, $1 mats, if they get pissed on you can just trash it and put down a new one.

And lastly, the metal spatula. First off, write cat litter on the handle somewhere just in case. My paranoid ass thinks at some point it might get taken out of there and someone might wash it and try to use it for cookies or something. 😅 But this is for helping get the cat litter unstuck from the box. Like I'd mentioned, Bruce's pee is really oddly sticky (again, she's fine.) so it can be a pain to just scoop it with the scooper. Using the metal spatula I go around the edges of the box, then slide it flat across the bottom to break the major clumps free of the box. I generally try not to break them apart much, unless I can't get it into the scoop or poop bags in one piece. Once I've gotten the major stuff scooped I'll run the edge across the bottom of the box to make sure nothing else is stuck. Then I'll pour in some new litter, use the spatula to mix it in with the old litter, then use a piece of toilet paper to wipe off anything stuck. By using it to mix in the new clean litter first it tends to help anything sticky on it get less sticky.

Im not sure why this image specifically had meat in it, but it made me laugh and this is exactly what mine looks like so I'm rolling with it. Don't use your cat litter spatulas on your dinner folks. Or do, if that's your thing. Who am I to judge.

Sometimes we also have Arm and Hammer Litter Box Deodorizer that I'll mix in with the litter top-up, but usually it's not needed with the clump and seal litter. It helps if you need more time between litter box cleanings. In Canada getting it at Walmart is a better deal than the Dollarama one, FYI. The Dollarama one is like 3/4 the size of the Walmart one for the same price.

Okay that's it, that's all I got. For now. 😅

Go out there and get better products for less hassle and stress in this insanity called 'living'. Much love! Toodles!

[folightening]

Rarepair Week Day One

@hetalia-rarepairweek Day One Prompt: Royalty and Cottage Hetalia - Portswiss Prince João needs to go into hiding and Vash knows just where to bring him.

The cottage they approached was a small one story stone building surrounded by trees. The grass around was littered with flowers; the same in the box hanging under the window. The stone path they were following was only slightly overgrown. Somehow not what João had expected, yet it made perfect sense.

"You're sure I'll be safe here?"

"Even their Majesties don't know you're out here."

Perhaps a little over-cautious, but there was a reason Vash was his personal knight. João stopped admiring the scenery to look at Vash, who was now holding the door for him.

"Want me all to yourself?"

"You're safest this way."

Of course. João smiled and went inside. Vash closed the door behind them.

Inside was cleaner than João expected it to be, but there was still a layer of dust. It was small, cozy, and exactly the sort of place he'd expect Vash to own.

"It's been a month since anyone was last here," Vash said.

"You're going to make me clean?"

"A bit of dusting won't be difficult." Vash turned from the now open window with that almost half smile he got at times when it was just the two of them. "Unless you think the dust will bother your delicate royal nose."

João laughed. If this was the side of Vash he got to see during their time here, he already knew he was going to enjoy it.

"Let me put my things in our room."

"Our?"

João smiled wider at the flustered expression.

"You had other plans?"

"There's only one bed in the bedroom, and--"

"Vash. It's just us. For however long we need to be here. Let's make the most of it."

Vash's eyes widened and he briefly stammered before hurrying back out of the cottage. Adorable.

With no more Vash to tease, João checked out the cottage. He needed to get acquainted with his temporary home.

Vash returned while João was dusting the cupboards. João didn't bother turning, instead focusing on what he was doing.

"I see you've been busy," Vash said. "We have plenty of food for now."

"That's where you hurried off to?"

Vash hummed and went to the open window. João watched as he pulled a few weeds out of the box and tossed them out the window. Now that Vash had returned, he was much less interested in cleaning.

"Did you or Elise plant the flowers?"

"Elise helped." Vash continued fixing up his window box. "She's the only other person who knows about this place. Well, and her husband."

Neither of whom would endanger them.

"Do they know we're here?"

"I trust Elise."

João stopped watching Vash to finish dusting out the cupboard.

"How has cleaning been going?"

Was that amusement in Vash's tone? João smiled over at him.

"Oh, you know. One of the hardest things I've ever done. My delicate royal nose almost couldn't handle it."

"My poor prince."

João had in fact sneezed. Once at the beginning, but he hadn't had any repeats.

"It does look much better in here," Vash said. "I'll help you finish up."

It took the remaining daylight, but they finally finished cleaning and getting everything settled. Vash cooked a simple dinner João insisted on eating in front of the fireplace rather than at the table.

"I know it's a lot smaller than anything you're used to and there isn't much to do around here, but it was the best place I could think of to keep you safe."

"You know there isn't anywhere I'd rather be than with you."

Vash didn't look up from his dinner, but João could see the faint blush forming on his cheeks. João scooted closer to sit at Vash's side. Gently he lay his head on Vash's shoulder and stared at the flames.

"I want to be just João and Vash."

"For a while, we can be," Vash whispered so low João almost didn't hear him.

For a while would have to do.

[haintxblue]

I'm sorry about how hard everything has been. I can't imagine what you're going through. I can't help much, but would you accept some money to help pay for a private cremation? It really helped me grieve to have that for my cat, and I don't want that option to be taken from you because of the cost. I'm sorry if this is not welcome, of course feel free to delete this if it isn't.

hello, thank you for this!

So I imagine you found my cat updates. I guess I should add a current update to those: Things are still kinda up and down, she was doing better but now it appears her ear infection has drained into a sinus problem :/ but since her overall health is good and she's being managed well on a Lot of Expensive Drugs she's still kicking around and I'm still hoping she manages to stay well enough to just die in her sleep at home.

She's still eating, grooming, using her litter box, using her scratching post, walking around, demanding cuddles, and occasionally even playing (gently and briefly), so I'm not calling it quits yet but I am not optimistic of any long term recovery.

I have euth funds set aside from the fundraiser in case she goes very bad again or things get unstable but for now I do a weekly check in with her new vet and we assess her quality of life/treatment plan for managing symptoms in an attempt to keep her comfortable enough to die at home.

As to the cremation, which I know was the entire ask im so sorry I just wasn't sure what info you had and wanted to get that out there: this is an incredibly kind offer but I sincerely don't want or need a private cremation for her. I have a pretty unorthodox perspective on death and remains in general, human or animal, and while I know it helps the grieving process for others, for me it's really irrelevant. My One True Soul Cat was also sent off for community cremation and I never got her ashes either, and to this day I don't regret that.

If I had unlimited money I would probably still send her off for community cremation and not want any ashes. I know this might be genuinely upsetting to some so I'm sorry if that's also you but to be honest if I had unlimited money the only thing I'd even maybe consider is getting her skull cleaned and sent back somehow because she has a jaw deformity I'd like to see up close.

This is sort of a family trait. My mom and I both want to donate our bodies to science and neither one of us wants a funeral. Neither of us likes to keep ashes. She didn't even keep her husband's ashes or my brother's.

If I decide I want a memorial of some kind I'll get a tattoo. She has a deformed foot with a very unique footprint so probably that's what i would get.

Sorry I'm rambling so much she's just sleeping next to me right now so I have a lot of complicated emotions :(

tldr thank you for this incredibly kind offer but I don't skip the private cremation because of funds, but because I don't want anything else.

[linwelinloves]

Not only I remembered, but I decided to write it all down in a single place for reference, so I thought I'd share. These are my paraphrased notes and highlighted quotes on all these awesome posts with links to each one for credit:

If you can't manage to cook a balanced meal, adding a spoonful of nut butter to add protein, buying vegetable juice you like to get green stuff, or using paper plates to avoid dishes piling up, is also being a Responsible Adult™. Get your body what it needs in whichever way you can make it happen.

It's not cheating to make things manageable for yourself. Wearing slip on shoes if you can't do laces, looking up the menu before going to a restaurant, whatever makes your life easier.

If not being able to scrub the dishes before putting them in the dishwasher is keeping you from clean dishes, just run the dishwasher twice. There are no rules.

Do little things while you wait for other stuff. Wipe down your counters while you wait for the microwave. Bag the garbage while your coffee drips. Scoop the litter box while you wait for your roommate to stop hogging the bathroom. Doing a small thing or a small part of a big thing is better than not doing anything at all.

You don't have to do everything at once. Sweep or vacuum just this small area, or wipe down just the toilet, if doing the whole thing at once is too much.

Let go of the urge to build permanent habits. It's okay to try something and not like it, or to grow out of it after some time. Setting small, realistic goals is healthier than torturing yourself with a huge thing you think will be good for you.

Break a task into smaller steps. "I need to go to the store." -> "I need to put on my shoes." It'll be less overwhelming to think of the task in its smaller steps rather than sitting in front of the whole thing.

Treat yourself like a nervous cat. Make sure your environment is safe and remove stressors (see if you need to back out of places or conversations, check for things that overwhelm your senses), make sure you're fed and hydrated, and provide enrichment in the form of a hobby.

It's okay to not do something every day. You don't have to journal every day for it to be good for you. If you do it every day for a month and then you don't touch it for two, that's okay. If you don't finish the to-do list you made, it doesn't mean it didn't help you organise your thoughts and priorities. Some is better than nothing.

You can create a persona that can do The Thing™, and it could help you reframe the task. Maybe you can't make that phone call, but the Person In Charge can, and when you've got the Person In Charge hat on, you can do it. Then when you're done, you can take the hat off, and be back to yourself, but it can get you used to it.

Pretend you're filming a tutorial. Say the steps as you do them, you can even get comical about mistakes that happen. It's silly but it can be fun.

When it comes to self-care, you don't have to do every single thing to the nines. You don't have to wash your hair every time you shower, or cook a complicated healthy meal, or go to the gym and do a full workout (ten sit ups in your living room are better than nothing); sitting in front of an open window is still more sun than nothing if you have no energy for a walk; brushing your teeth for ten seconds or using only mouthwash is better than not doing anything at all. Again: something is better than nothing.

Choose a trigger that'll happen soon to override freezing and being unable to start. Example: 'Next time I go to the bathroom, I'll do the dishes' or 'when this video I'm watching ends, I'll start writing that article' or 'when the clock hits 12:30/the alarm rings, I'll go to the store'.

Be kind to your future self. Meal prepping/tidying up/going to bed early will make Future You happy, so do it for them. We're conditioned to be mean to ourselves, but that doesn't mean we can't fight it.

If you have baskets/bins around the house that you do use because they're easy and accessible, your house will be tidier than if you try to keep everything hidden out of sight in drawers and boxes you never use. If putting it in its place takes just as much energy as throwing it wherever, you can take advantage of the Might As Well principle.

Investigate why you're avoiding a task, if it's a recurring thing. "When presented with a change you want to make, a habit you want to build, if you’re encountering resistance in yourself, you should lean into that resistance and really investigate what’s causing it, then work on accommodating that." If you hate brushing your teeth because you hate the taste of mint... get kids' bubblegum toothpaste. Who cares? Your teeth will be clean. "Is touching wet food super gross for you? Try thick rubber gloves while you’re washing. Does the sound of dishing clanking together grate your nerves? Do them with headphones in and turned up loud."

Sometimes, caring for a pet can help you care for yourself too.

ADHD organization: Set up your space so that you can still see everything. If you have to move stuff to get to things you use often, you'll either never use them or never put them away. Things can have multiple homes, as long as you never put them outside of the designated homes (you can have three pencil cans, but don't leave the pencils all over the house). "An item’s home is within arm’s reach of where you are most likely to use it/want to put it down". "Examine the mess on your floor and determine the categories, then ask why those things are on the floor. a bunch of trash on your floor? Because the trash can is all the way over there. Solution: put a bunch of trash cans all around your room." "Permanent piles on surfaces go in cute little boxes exactly where they already were". "Dump station” = right inside the door, where you’ll divest yourself of everything automatically. Purse, coats, wallet, shoes.

Junebugs on window screens might be unfocused, but they're persistent. Choose a limited location (not "bathroom", but "bathroom sink") to move around and always come back to. "go to your location. look at stuff. move stuff around. do a thing. get distracted. remember you’re junebugging the bathroom sink and go back there. look at it some more. do a different thing. get distracted. get a sandwich. remember you’re junebugging and go back to the bathroom sink." You'll probably end up with a clean bathroom sink and a tidier surrounding area. Even if you didn't clean the whole bathroom or you weren't efficient, you got it done.

Just Show Up. You don't have to be valedictorian or employee of the month, you don't even have to stay through the whole thing; you can leave early. But show up; you might find that once you're there, it won't be as bad as you thought it was.

Reframe "things you're bad at" to "things you can't do alone". Maybe it's not that you can't do the thing, maybe you just need someone there to help you.

Game-ify your life. Assign points to small tasks (emptying the dishwasher, taking out the trash, brushing your teeth) then cash out your points for an adequate reward.

Anything worth doing is worth doing poorly, because doing something poorly is better than not doing it at all. (this one is for my fellow Former Gifted Kids™ with a perfectionist streak a mile wide)

Brain blocking you from a task? Redirect. You want to shower but brain doesn't? Get up and start some laundry. While you're up and about and have some momentum going, maybe try again for the shower. If that's still too much, break it down. Get undressed first. Then turn on the shower. Then get in. Etc.

The advice "break a task into small steps" is incomplete. The whole sentence is break the task into steps so small that you literally can't fuck them up. Maybe "clean your desk" is too vague; but "set a 10 minute timer and pick out everything that's trash" is doable. Do that!

Let go of how something "should" be done. If you're late all the time because you can't find your house key, make a lot of copies and keep one in every bag. If you don't want to forget taking out the trash, leave it right in front of your door so you physically can't go out without it.

You may be sentient, but you're also an animal that needs to be taken care of. It needs to be fed, groomed, and rested. You might not love yourself yet, but just as you take care of your pet animals, you can take care of yourself.

"Stick a fork in me, I'm done". You have a Fork Limit; you can probably cope with one fork stuck in you, perhaps two or three, but you have a limit. There are lots of sizes and types of forks (from being hungry to being diagnosed with an illness), from little escargot forks to pitchforks. "Like, you might be able to deal with your feet being cold or a tag, but not both. Hubby describes the situation as “It may seem weird that I just get up and leave the conversation to go to the bathroom, but you just dumped a new financial burden on me and I already had to pee, and going to the bathroom is the fork I can get rid of the fastest.”"

Effectivity over aesthetics. If taking off the doors from your kitchen cabinets means you'll put your dishes away, or removing the lid from your hamper means you'll use it, do it. It might not be Aesthetic™, but it'll be functional, and that's better.

Not from this post, but something else I found that I think belongs here is this advice on how to get unstuck when you can't get up (and I can't for the life of me find where I found it, so if anyone for some reason recognises lmk so I can credit):

• Count down backwards from 5 to 1 if you need to get going, the backwards counting throws off your brain (might not work when novelty wears off) • Play upbeat music • Start by just moving anything, your toes or fingers, and try to successfully move more and more of your body until you can stand up • Accept that you're stuck and be kind to yourself, it's okay, you're not broken. Do something you enjoy while being stuck so you atleast don't stress yourself out too much.

Hope this helps :)

Dealing With Executive Dysfunction - A Masterpost

The “getting it done in an unconventional way” method.

The “it’s not cheating to do it the easy way” method.

The “fuck what you’re supposed to do” method.

The “get stuff done while you wait” method.

The “you don’t have to do everything at once” method.

The “it doesn’t have to be permanent to be helpful” method.

The “break the task into smaller steps” method.

The “treat yourself like a pet” method.

The “it doesn’t have to be all or nothing�� method.

The “put on a persona” method.

The “act like you’re filming a tutorial” method.

The “you don’t have to do it perfectly” method.

The “wait for a trigger” method.

The “do it for your future self” method.

The “might as well” method.

The “when self discipline doesn’t cut it” method.

The “taking care of yourself to take care of your pet” method.

The “make it easy” method.

The “junebugging” method.

The “just show up” method.

The “accept when you need help” method.

The “make it into a game” method.

The “everything worth doing is worth doing poorly” method.

The “trick yourself” method.

The “break it into even smaller steps” method.

The “let go of should” method.

The “your body is an animal you have to take care of” method.

The “fork theory” method.

The “effectivity over aesthetics” method.

[lepusrufus]

Double edged scalpel ch.5

Ch.1 Ch.2 Ch.3 Ch.4

Summary: someone please give Nicole a break for the love of Miranda. And there be smut y'all

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Seeing Cassandra's softer side made something flutter within Nicole's chest. The brunette was a sadist through and through. Witness to that fact was the array of torture devices that littered the dungeons. Not to mention the prisoners she frequently killed, only to haul them on the autopsy tables in her study to be examined, chopped and sectioned by the both of them.

But there was an uncharacteristic sort of gentleness in the way their lips slid against each other, sharp teeth occasionally biting down on Nicole's lower lip but never enough to draw blood. In the way Cassandra would drag sharp nails against flushed skin, but not go beyond the pleasurable amount of pain. Even the glint in golden eyes when Nicole went over some old notes of hers on more tricky anatomy concepts. Having an exclusive look at this side of Cassandra felt beyond intimate and the thought almost made her miss when the brunette spoke from where she was leaning over a notebook.

"Okay let's just wrap this up, I have plans."

Nicole hummed, dropping the liver she was holding in a freezer bag. Most body parts were already bagged and ready to be picked up by Cynthia and her undercooks, they were just putting into practice some things the brunette was curious about. She dropped the now blood soaked leather gloves in the sink and went to sit by Cassandra, who was scribbling some final notes.

"In that case I'll go enjoy a cup of tea," she sighed. "Tea that I had to skip because someone was eager to start on this early."

Cassandra raised an eyebrow at her, accompanied by her usual smirk. "I meant plans with you."

Oh? That was new. The brunette laughed at Nicole's wide eyed expression and snapped her notebook shut. She took her sweet time putting it on the shelf with the others and checking the time, pretending not to notice the redhead's inquisitive expression. Then, she lifted Nicole’s chin with a thankfully not covered in blood finger.

"Don't get me wrong I love it here but," she grimaced, "it gets stuffy sometimes. Especially in summer."

Well, that much was true. The undergrounds of the castle were oddly warm, although not downright hot, compared to what one would expect from a castle. Pair that with the annoyingly humid atmosphere and having to wear a leather apron and gloves so as to not completely ruin your outfit and you got the perfect recipe for discomfort. She really ought to ask Cassandra about installing some kind of better ventilation down here.

"Meet me in the attic in about… an hour." She leaned down and their mouths were so close that Nicole could feel icy breath on her lips.

The attic? She's never been to the attic, it was not only off limits for most staff but also dangerous if rumors were to be believed. Not that she had the clarity of mind to voice any concerns when Cassandra finally leaned in to kiss her, complete with a nip on her lower lip that made Nicole’s breath hitch.

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The fact that Nicole had no idea how to get to the attic could be a slight problem. She had asked Anita, but not only did she not know, she also seemed mortified by the idea. Another maid just gave her vague directions to look for a ladder on the top floor. As if that wasn't like trying to find the needle in a haystack. Or the needle in a giant castle.

She was just wandering around the top floor, praying not to stumble upon anyone who would be less than thrilled to see her there. A sigh of relief escaped past her lips when she heard familiar buzzing and steps coming towards her.

"Oh Cas-" she swallowed her words when she noticed red hair spilling from underneath a black hood.

"Nicole! What are you doing here hmm?" Her inquisitive hum was way too exaggerated the same way her fangs seemed too sharp when she grinned.

"I was just looking for Ca- lady Cassandra. She asked me to meet her in the attic."

Daniela's mouth fell open, almost forming an O shape. Then back to her characteristic giggle, almost as if laughing at a joke only she knew.

"What, you don't know how to get there?"

"...Not really," she sheepishly admitted.

And that was a mistake. Nicole would've preferred to wander the hallways until Cassandra eventually got bored enough of waiting and decided to come see where her glorified lab partner was. But her plan was ruined by Daniela wordlessly grabbing her arm and pulling her in the opposite direction she was going in. She even went the extra mile to partially turn into a swarm, which made Nicole's panic skyrocket. She didn't mind bugs. But having hundreds of them fly all around you, accompanied by manic giggling was a whole other thing.

Before she knew it though, Daniela let go of her arm, laughing a little at Nicole's stumbling. She gestured dramatically towards a ladder and said:

"There you go. Say hi to Cassie for me."

"Th- thank you my lady." And with a small bow of the head she grabbed the ladder and started ascending on shaky legs.

"And enjoy your date," she called out, once Nicole was at the top of the stairs.

Blushing, she decided to ignore the comment and start looking for the sister less likely to turn her into fly food.

The attic looked… old. It was obvious that people didn't come here often, although someone probably did clean it regularly as there were no cobwebs nor dirt on any surfaces, aside from some dust. It was full of neatly arranged boxes and crates, their contents as mysterious as the castle's inhabitants. Tentative steps took her across ancient floorboards, navigating old rooms.

"Rah!"

Nicole damn near jumped out of her skin, a string of curses spilling past her lips. "Jesus fucking christ Cassandra!"

The brunette only laughed, hands on her knees and pretending to wipe a tear from her eye.

"That's what you get for making me wait for so long."

"I didn't even know where the attic entrance was! Good thing one of your sisters came to my rescue." Nicole rolled her eyes at the last word.

Cassandra stopped laughing, eyes narrowing slightly. "Which one?"

"Uh- Danie-"

"Did she hurt you?" Cassandra grabbed her arms, golden eyes looking for any visible injuries.

Nicole just laughed softly, taken off guard by the display of concern. "No, no. Just gave me a bit of a fright, that's all."

With an eye roll, Cassandra guided her further into the attic, through more dusty rooms, until they reached a short corridor, light spilling from its other end. The room they entered was relatively small, almost half of it occupied by stacked boxes as if it used to be a storage room like the rest of the attic and nobody bothered to completely clear it out. A few pieces of furniture were also present: a couch with a coffee table in front of it and paintings leaning against a wall to collect dust. This room however had a window, left slightly ajar, that allowed you to see the mountains stretching on the horizon, crowned by the beautiful orange hues of dusk.

Nicole moved to the glass to take in the view, mouth almost hanging open, when an ungodly screech from outside made her backpedal straight into Cassandra.

"What the fuck was that?" She asked, eyes widening at the sight of flying creatures circling the towers.

"Mother's flying guard dogs."

"They sound the same way I'd imagine the souls of the damned do." Nicole didn’t take her eyes off the ghoulish creatures, almost as if keeping eye contact would dissuade them from attacking.

Cassandra just shrugged. "Wouldn't be too far off. Also here." She sat on the couch, gesturing towards a cup.

Nicole went to sit by her side, grabbing the mystery cup. She frowned slightly when the steam reached her nose, bringing with it a pleasant minty and honey aroma.

"Tea?"

"Since you were so disheartened about having to skip it earlier," Cassandra averted her eyes, seemingly finding the curtains very interesting.

After a long sip, she let out a content sigh. The warmth was more than welcomed, despite the weather. She set the cup back on the table and turned her attention on the brunette, now fidgeting with the corner of a pillow.

"Thank you," Nicole said, leaving a small kiss on her cheek.

Cassandra smiled and turned around, locking their lips in a kiss that at first mimicked her gentleness, but soon turned hungry when dainty hands made their way to the brunette's nape, pulling her closer. She shifted them both, pushing Nicole down on the pillows littering the couch, until she was laying on top of her, legs on each side of her waist. Her focus was on leaving a trail of nips and kisses down Nicole's neck when the redhead jumped and barely stifled a yelp at another screech from outside.

"Ugh what the fuck is today, scare me out of my mind day?"

"How are you scared of these but countless dead bodies don't phase you?" Cassandra laughed, sound muffled by her position with her mouth against Nicole's neck.

"I used to work on corpses, not on ugly gargoyles that could chew my face off!" She gestured wildly at the window and the few creatures visible outside.

"You what?"

"You...didn't know?" Nicole couldn't help a giggle at Cassandra's confused expression.

"How was I supposed to know?"

"I thought your mother told you already. Or your sisters," Nicole shrugged.

"They knew?!" And, after something seemed to dawn on her, "Oh I'm gonna kick both their asses."

Nicole couldn’t help letting out a small laugh, placing her hands on Cassandra's cheeks and, with a pout for dramatic effect, "Right now?"

As much as the sight was both funny and endearing, the warmth starting to pool at her core was making her beyond impatient.

The indignation in golden eyes was replaced by an all too familiar glint and black painted lips went back to their work on Nicole's neck. Sharp fangs pierced the skin there, just enough to draw a few drops of blood and a whine. After licking every last bit of it, Cassandra's lips moved to the collarbones and lower, hands slowly starting to undo the buttons of Nicole's pesky uniform that was in the way.

When both the button up and the skirt were discarded on the floor Nicole tangled her fingers through black hair and pulled Cassandra in for a kiss. Her free hand went to the back of the dress, pulling down the zipper and guiding it off of the brunette's shoulders. Once both of them were left only in undergarments, Nicole pulled back to look up at the brunette.

"If I knew I was supposed to dress up I would've asked the chambermaid if there's anything fancy in the uniform stash," she said, taking in the beautifully intricate lace of Cassandra's matching bra and underwear, complete with a giggle at her awful joking.

The brunette only raised an eyebrow. "Mhm I can take care of that. Not like you'll need these for long though." Her hands reached under Nicole's back to unclasp her bra and in mere moments that too was on top of the pile of clothes on the floor.

Then Cassandra bent down to crash their lips together, tongue slipping past Nicole's lips when a wandering hand elicited a gasp from her.

Cassandra was by no means a patient person. Quite the opposite actually. But teasingly dragging her nails across sensitive skin only to feel the girl under her squirm and whine when her hand just won't go where she needed it made waiting all the more sweet. Slender fingers started to toy with the edges of Nicole's underwear. After a groan against her lips and an impatient tug of hair, Cassandra finally gave in, slipping two fingers inside her. She felt Nicole arch into her, a broken moan escaping past her lips when she broke the kiss to let her head fall back into the cushions. Cassandra took that as an opportunity to kiss the length of her neck, occasionally stopping to suck or bite at a spot, enjoying every gasp and moan she drew out of the redhead.

With Cassandra's rough pace it didn't take long before Nicole was clenching her thighs around her hand. Cassandra kissed her, swallowing her moan as she came.

The small room in the attic, Cassandra's drawing room she would later find out, was the perfect secluded spot. They spent the rest of the evening enjoying each other. First evening of many.

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𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝑺𝒏𝒐𝒘 (𝑪𝒉𝒐𝒊 𝑺𝒂𝒏)

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𝑃𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: 𝐶ℎ𝑜𝑖 𝑆𝑎𝑛 (𝐴𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑧)/ 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 (𝐹𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒)

𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: 𝐹𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓, 𝐷𝑎𝑑! 𝐴𝑈.

𝑊𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝐶𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 2𝐾

𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒'𝑠 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑆𝑎𝑛 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑟��𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑑, 𝑠𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑦 𝑑𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟.......𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟, 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑡ℎ 𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑦 𝑏𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑗𝑜𝑦.

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~December 5th~

Y/N hurried towards her friends who were already settled at the very top of the mountain, their snowboards and skiis all lined up in a perfect row.

"Last one down pays for dinner." One of them suggested to which they all unanimously agreed to.

"3, 2, Go!"

The racers all started sloping down the snowy mountain, some going to different directions, but ultimately they were all headed south. Y/N shifted her weight to keep balance on her snowboard. Usually she'd show off and do a trick, but right now she was focused on getting down as fast as possible.

"Pick up the pace Y/N!" Her friend teased as they swooped right past her.

Y/N let out a snort as she leaned forward to get more speed and traction. She also decided to move more to the right, where she knew a shortcut that none of the others knew about. She let out a small chuckle at the thought of their faces when they saw her all the way down there.

Her smile faded fast when she saw someone step out right in front of her, a dark haired male that seemed preoccupied with taking a picture he didn't notice she was coming.

"Look out!" She shouted, finally getting his attention.

The boy froze and seemed unable to move. Y/N swerved to the left, a little too fast and ended up falling off her board, tumbling down a few feet before landing on a bed of snow. She groomed softly as she lifted her head, already feeling the aching of her muscles.

"Are you ok?!" The same man who had inadvertently caused her accident ran over and helped her sit up.

"I...think so?" She asked rather than answered.

She quickly stood up, taking off her googles and winter hat to try and inspect what damage had been done not only to her body but to her board. She dusted some of the snow off her and looked up to find the mystery man looking at her intently.

"What? Am I bleeding?" She touched her face and forehead, not a stranger to bleeding due to some of the accidents she'd been through.

"No! Not at all!! Just......"

He smiled shyly, dimples clearly shown on his cheeks as his eyes formed small crescents.

"You're really pretty..." He confessed awkwardly, leaving her baffled and speechless.

"Th-thank you....you're pretty handsome yourself..." She tucked some hair behind her ear.

"I'm San." He introduced himself, holding out a hand for her to take, which she promptly did.

"I'm Y/N."

You were sad that you had to pay for your friend's dinner because you lost, but you weren't to sad because San asked you out for a date the next day.

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~January 12, One Year Later~

"Brrr. It's freezing out there."

San shook the snow off him, placing his boots on the corner.

"I told you it was going to snow, but you don't listen." She rolled her eyes at him.

Adding marshmallows to the hot chocolate, she picked them up and set them down on the table in front of the fireplace, then proceeded to wrap one of the blankets around herself. San wasted no time in cuddling up next to her and taking one of the mugs in his hand, sipping slowly so as to not burn himself. Smiling sweetly at her, he scooted closer to her, his head resting on her shoulder.

"Remember when we met last year?" He suddenly spoke.

Y/N nearly spat her chocolate back into the mug.

"Ahhh yes. You mean when I nearly killed you?"

San laughed softly at that.

"Never in my life did I think I'd actually end up dating my almost murderer."

She rolled her eyes at that.

"You were the idiot that wasn't paying attention." She reminded him.

"I was trying to take a picture of a bunny that was nearby thank you. Which you scared off by the way."

They began reminiscing about their times after a year of dating, laughing about their first fight, their first kiss and the times they met each other's respective parents.

"You looked terrified of my dad."

"How was I supposed to be calm? Especially after he said he wanted to talk to me in private?" San defended himself.

Y/N hummed softly.

"What did he talk to you about anyway?"

San shrugged softly.

"The usual...like...if I broke your heart, he was going to break my balls."

Y/N actually slapped her knee at that one, knowing fully well her father would really be the type to say such things.

San scratched the back of his head as he wondered if he should say the next part.

"He.....also asked....... if I loved you...."

Y/N felt her heart drop at that word. Even though they had been dating for a year, they had never said the L word. She wanted to change the subject, afraid of his answer, but curiosity got the better of her and she had to ask.

"What....what did you tell him?" She fidgeted with the ends of her hoodie.

San shifted so he sat in front of her. Taking her hands in his, he confessed:

"I told him I loved you with all my heart and that.....I hoped you felt the same way..."

He looked at her with hopeful eyes, gulping slightly, afraid that his feelings weren't reciprocated. When Y/N didn't respond for a minute, he let out a defeated sigh.

"All right. I understand." He made move to get up, but Y/N made him stay in place.

"No silly. I was just shocked you actually told my father that." She explained.

"Well I wasn't going to lie. I do love you Y/N, truly I do." His voice sounded desperate at this point.

Y/N teared up and pulled him into a tight embrace.

"Oh Sannie.....I love you too."

San widened his eyes at her words, he felt himself tearing up as well, but he was filled with warmth at the thought that she felt the same, it was not a one sided love. He couldn't help himself as he cupped her face and began pecking her lips repeatedly.

"I love you. I love you with all my heart."

He giggled as he intensified his kisses, turning them from small pecks into more heated and passionate lip locks that had her craving for more. San ended up pushing her onto the floor, his hands placed on either side of her face. They both looked at each other, both wanting to ask the same question but too shy to actually speak out about having their first time right then.

"Y/N.....if you don't want to, we can-"

She silenced him by pulling him on top of her and resuming their makeout session.

"I want to. Go ahead." She assured him.

San kissed her forehead.

"I love you so much."

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~December 25, 3 years later~

All of the boys gathered around the tree, already ecstatic at the thought of opening their presents.

"I'm really looking forward to Yeosang's gift for me." Mingi bounced in his seat.

"I told you. I got you socks." Yeosang repeated for the thousandth time, making everybody burst out laughing.

"You know you're just joking Sangie." Wooyoung pinched his cheek, much to Yeosang's dismay.

The clock struck midnight, signaling that it was now time to open presents. There was a lot of noises, squealing and rustling of paper heard, the latter all discarded near the floor, soon picked up by Seonghwa, who hated seeing litter scattered about.

"Perfect for you Hwa. I actually got you a broom and dustpan set." Hongjoong snickered as he held out the cleaning supplies from the house to his friend.

"Shut up." Seonghwa groaned, not at all amused by the joke.

"Calm down. I actually got you something else." Hongjoong held out the actual gift, which turned out to be Toothless slippers and bathrobe set. It made Seonghwa burst out laughing, donning his infamous awkward smile.

"Yah! What is this Kang Yeosang?!" Mingi held out a box full of assorted socks.

Yeosang merely shrugged.

"What? You all laughed and joked that I wasn't serious. Jokes on you bitches. I was dead serious." Yeosang sipped his tea as he stared Mingi down, who merely pouted.

"Look on the bright side Mingi. Yunho might stop complaining about you stealing his socks." Seonghwa patted his shoulder.

"It's not me!" Mingi retorted.

"No one else's feet but yours fit in them!" Yunho accused him.

Y/N and San just laughed and decided to just enjoy the presents they got for each other. Y/N was happy that San liked his presents, but she was saving the best for last, knowing he was going to go wild about it.

Pulling him outside, she closed the door behind them both, ignoring the chaos going on inside.

"If it's another mistletoe trick, I won't mind." San was already puckering his lips.

"No silly....there's another present I wanted to give you."

"Oh?" San tilted his head.

She pulled out a small and thin white box that had a purple ribbon wrapped around it. San shook it near his ear, trying to guess what was in it, but had no clue. He carefully unwrapped the ribbon and opened the box. He had to do a double take as he peered into the contents. He looked at his lover with wide eyes.

"Is this....?" He asked for confirmation.

She nodded and chuckled happily. San's face lit up and he picked her up, spinning her around as he kissed the side of her head.

"Oh my God! This is the best Christmas present ever my love! Thank you!"

Tears of joy started streaming down his face as he embraced the love of his life for a long time. He wasted no time in speeding back inside the house and wave the object around for everyone to see.

"Guys! We're having a baby! You're all gonna be uncles!"

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~December 5, Present Day~

San and Y/N made sure the carrier was covered fully by the long and thick blanket. After making sure it was sunny, San opened the door and allowed his sweetheart to walk out. Y/N carefully walked down the steps of the cabin they always stayed in since the day they met. San followed after her, one step behind her, ready to help if she needed anything.

They both looked at each other and smiled. Y/N put the carrier gently down on the blanket of snow as San took out his camera.

"Ready." San gave her the ok sign.

Y/N peeled back the blanket covering the carrier, revealing their tiny 4 month old baby daughter, who was now wide awake and observing her surroundings.

"Smile snowflake." San took a picture of her.

Light snow started to fall around them and the tiny baby reached her hand out to touch this new object that was foreign to her. A tiny snowflake fell on her nose and she sneezed softly when it made contact with her skin.

Her parents couldn't help but coo at how lovely and adorable she was. Picking her up along with several blankets, Y/N showed off the view to her.

"Look darling. This is the exact spot daddy and I met years ago."

San chuckled as he kept taking photos of his two most precious treasures in his life. After getting his fill, he walked up next to Y/N, poking his daughter's cheek.

"Even though you were born in summer, I'm sure you'll learn to love the winter just as much as we do."

The baby continued to be fascinated by the falling snow around her, her arms flailing into the air, trying to catch it, only to fall in confusion every time it melted in her tiny hand.

"I say she already loves it." Y/N noticed her reactions.

"I'm glad she does. I can't wait to bring her here every year to watch the first snow fall every time." San kissed her tiny head before looking back at his wife and repeating the action on her forehead.

"I love you. And I love our precious snowflake too."

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@owishi Asdfghjkhgfds I want to write sum HCs rn! 😆✨✨

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After a successful photoshoot the MCPTF duo took for a detective magazine, Haru bashfuly thanked the camera crew for their work and started to gather his belongings. After a couple of seconds he didn't see Daisuke moving much from his spot at the studio backdrop so he decided to check on him.

Daisuke was still standing there, petting a beautiful cat on his shoulders. He was smiling for the first time in a long time and Haru couldn't help himself but to tease him a little.

"You have a soft spot for kittens, huh Kambe?" "Huh?" "You love animals don't you?" "Don't get the wrong idea. Just because I helped that little boy with a dog back the-" "I get it, no need to get so self-defensive." Haru approached the two and pet the cat as well. Daisuke continued "We had a family cat back in the days but she died from a kidney failure." "I'm sorry to hear that." "Pedigree cats are always difficult to maintain."

He then approached the studio producer and asked "What's the name?" while pointing at the purring ball of fluff. "Oh the name's Kumo-" "No, I meant the name of the breed." "It's a Maine Coon my good sir."

Daisuke took his phone, dialed a number and a lovely lady could be heard on the opposite line "Yes, Daisuke-sama?" "Suzue, do we have all the predispositions that satisfy the adoption of a cat?" "I mean yes but we can't charge a butler to take responsibility for everything. Consider chipping, regular visits to the vet, special shampoos, nail clippers, toothbrushes, specialized treats, eye drops, litter box, toys, climbing frames, there are many factors which need to be taken care of Daisuke-sama. Besides, it's been such a long tim-" "Alright"

Daisuke ended the phone call with a dissatisfied sigh before asking quietly "How much?" to which Haru needed to interfere. "Didn't Suzue-san just tell you not to take a cat home?" and Daisuke gave him an annoyed side-glance "I'll figure something out."

When he arrived to the mansion in his Bentley Continental GT, he glanced at the backseat to address the feline comfortably lying in the fancy pet carrier. "You better not make a sound, understood?" to which the cat just purred in satisfaction. Daisuke felt so silly at this moment, like a little boy hiding a broken vase from his mother.

When he was about to enter the mansion, he accidentally walked on Suzue typing something on her tablet. She looked up and was delighted to see Daisuke coming home safe and sound. Daisuke stood at the doors, one side of his body peering from the corner while the other with a cat was hidden behind the wall. "Welcome back Daisuke-sama, the crack-open naengmyeon is already served on the table, you can take your seat." "Actually, I was planning on doing something else beforehand. Would you please excuse me for a moment?" "Of course." Suzue turned around and waited for him in the dining room. And although Daisuke was very good at keeping his serious demeanor, Suzue still noticed that something was off, with the tone of his voice for instance. It was very faint but Suzue was able to recognize things like this since she knew him so well. Still, she decided not to question him about it.

Daisuke entered his room and laid the pet carrier on the floor. Opening the zipper, the cat jumped out and rolled cozily on his bed. Daisuke held his phone and took a picture. He decided that he couldn't leave it by itself so he went downstairs to the storeroom where he took a litter box and filled it with old newspapers just in case.

After that he joined Suzue for lunch, they talked about Daisuke's photoshoot and Suzue's data she collected on certain people regarding a case. Daisuke told her that the magazine will be published in three weeks or so and Suzue was so happy she promised that she'll be the first costumer to buy it. Daisuke smiled more around Suzue after he let go of his past and threw his father into the jail. Now that all the bad things are behind him, he can finally indulge in his life and pay more attention to Suzue to whom he has yet to make up for all she has done for him over the years. He's thinking about marrying her soon.

While they were eating and pleasantly chatting, a high pitched "mrow" could be heard from the upper floor.

"What was that?" Daisuke let out a dry cough and said "My apologies. It seems that I needed to take a thicker coat before leaving for an appointment." "But.. you always pay attention to things like this." "It's true, but today I was a little late, had other things to do." "Don't overwork yourself, you need to think about your health." "Seems like you need to take better care of me.", he said with a smirk plastered on his lips to which Suzue just laughed and replied "You're so spoiled." and he scooted closer to her whispering "But I like it better when you do it.", and almost kissed her before the two heard a soft thud coming from the above.

"Excuse me for a moment, I need to check what's happening up there. Will be right back.", maybe the moment was ruined but he kissed her forehead nonetheless and went upstairs, leaving her full-hearted and all mushy inside. Her mind was so hazed from the thought of Daisuke kissing her forehead and almost kissing her lips that she didn't register the cause of his concern.

When he arrived to his room he had things to behold; scattered papers and documents all over the floor and the ashtray he typically used after his "adventurous nights with Suzue" was lying on the ground right next to the nightstand. The cat was sitting on his working table licking her paw as if nothing of this concerned her in the slightest. Daisuke sighed in disappointment and put her back in her "baby jail". She already gave him such a hard time but he couldn't be angry with her, she was his baby (yes he already considered himself a dad for god's sake).

Since they already finished with their meals, Suzue went back to her tech room to finish her work and Daisuke took the opportunity to place some meat and water on small plates and bring it to his naughty little friend.

The cat calmed down instantly after she ate and went straight to sleep. Daisuke couldn't believe his own eyes, the audacity, the sheer amount of spoilage this creature showed was unreal. It reminded him so much of himself and he smiled a little. He really missed having a cat.

After he cleaned up and finished his other tasks, he laid on the bed next to her and pet her soft white fur, making her purr louder and snuggle up beside him. Daisuke knows that Suzue is not stupid and that she'll eventually catch up on him sneaking behind her back to give Furry Elise treats (yes her name is Furry Elise, "Für Elise" might be one of Beethoven’s best-known piano pieces and Daisuke knows how to play it too).

And it actually happened that same night. Daisuke was about to fill her small plate with more meat when he met Suzue in the kitchen and she asked him what he was doing. He instantly gave up because it would be so blatantly obvious and incredibly stupid of him to say that he was trying out a new weight-losing tip when no one in this god-forsaken world ate raw chicken.

So he took her to his room and showed her Furry Elise. And although the cat purred really loudly upon seeing them, Suzue wasn't happy about it. In fact, she looked really disappointed and Daisuke needed to apologize. He explained her how it happened and how he wished to have a pet after a really long time. He thought she liked cats as well and therefore concluded that it wouldn't be such a big deal to adopt this cute little feline she loved so much, but apparently it was, so he asked her one more time why she was so reluctant to the whole idea of owning a cat again.

Suzue now shredded a couple of tears and Daisuke was seriously alarmed upon seeing her like this so he carefully cupped her with his hand behind her back and hugged her, asking why she was crying all of a sudden.

"It's just.. I don't want to go though this all over again." "What are you talking about?" "You see, my parents died, your parent died, our previous cat died so soon. I'm living in fear every day and asking myself if something's going to happen to you as well, that's why I'm so excessively worrying about you. And everything I need right now is another sweet creature that I love so much leaving us again. I don't think I'd be able to handle it anymore."

"Suzue.. I never thought..", Daisuke kissed her head and felt a big amount of guilt dawning on him. He was so selfish for only thinking about what made him happy without considering Suzue's emotions. But then he reclaimed his mind and tried to concentrate on saying the right thing. Hopefully he can make her feel better again.

"Suzue, my dear, you shouldn't limit yourself to things that make you happy. It's not healthy. You see, none of us is eternal; neither you, nor me, nor this kitten down there looking at you with so much love in her eyes. But for that very reason that none of us is eternal, we should dedicate our time to one another and make most of it. So please don't deny yourself or your feelings. Instead of dwelling on the sad things, we should concentrate more on our time spent together and be happy, okay?"

Even Daisuke didn't know how he managed to word it this nicely but he did and he realized that both of them were crying by now. They shared a passionate kiss but got interrupted by a small furball rubbing on their feet like it wanted to share a hug as well and Suzue smiled through tears.

She squatted and carefully took the cat in her hands. "What's her name?" "Furry Elise." Suzue now needed to laugh so much and she hadn't even recovered from her previous emotional outburst.

"I love it, you're really good at this.. it's.. the song you used to play for me all the time before you went studying overseas."

He looked at her with so much love and adoration at this exact moment.

"Know what? I think I'm falling for you all over again, Mr. Millionaire." Daisuke swore, his heart was full that night and no money could ever compare to this feeling.

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Tips To Make Cleaning Your Rabbits Out Easier

I want to share with you my top tips to cleaning my rabbits out and help make it easier for you. It has been a bit of trial and error for me when it comes to cleaning my rabbits out and their bedding. I first started off with sawdust, then switched to paper bedding and now I only use a litter box and blankets on the floor.

FIND OUT WHAT WORKS FOR YOUR RABBIT

It's taken me a little while to see how my rabbits litter habits happen and it's been so much easier with them both being neutured as it is so much cleaner and less smelly. I haven't always gotten my previous rabbits neutured and I think that is where I have gone wrong in the past. I have always been taught to look after my rabbits the very old fashioned way. I use to give my rabbits loads of pellets and hardly any hay and I never got them neutured.

Since getting them done, I have really noticed a difference in their toilet habits and it makes things 100x easier. It hasn't really taken me very long to fully litter train them which I'm really happy about, I only have to pick the odd droppings up from outside the litter box that happen by accident but other than that, they are complete angels. It's best to trial a few different set ups and see which one your bun prefers and gets on better with, then you can apply it to their set up.

HAVE A SYSTEM YOU CAN EASILY FOLLOW

I clean my rabbits out, I'd say twice a week just to keep everything nice and clean, but I do shake up the litter box (but I've removed the top part, so it's just the beige base) so the fresher litter is on the top every day until I clean it out properly. That also includes new litter and shaking out the blankets which I probably wash every fortnight. I also use a hair removing brush to remove the hairs from the blankets, which is amazing as it helps stop the washing machine from getting clogged up with hair as well when I wash the blankets. My rabbit Malibu is currently molting a lot and his fur is very fine and comes out very quickly so his fur gets all over the blankets and I have to shake them out a few times a week. Plus when he has zoomies, he likes digging them up and they get dragged around his enclosure.

I empty their litter boxes, brush away any stray bits of hay or litter that needs to come out, spray their anti-bacterial spray on the bottom and fill with clean paper litter pellets and fresh Clean n Cosy paper bedding for more absorbancy and so its soft on their paws. Then I'll top up the hay if needed. Every now and then I do a deep clean of their litter boxes using vinegar and warm soapy water. The vinegar and water mixture is great for removing urine stains in the litter boxes.

GET THE PRODUCTS THAT ACTUALLY WORK

It's taken me a little bit of time to do my research and try products that I know actually work. I will share all of my products for this at the bottom of this post or they are linked for you to check out. I tried a litter box with a grid so my buns didn't stand on their poo and wee but that didn't work, tried several types of litter until I found this one which is really absorbant and is degradeable and get a good brush and pan to clean up the waste easily.

ASK AROUND AND GET IDEAS

If you are new to owning a rabbit, I would recommend joining a community on Facebook and asking other rabbit owners what they would use. It's such a mine field out there and it's easy to get things wrong so getting another opinion is always helpful. It's taken me some learning to get out of my old habits and use the best for my buns.

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