The Sin, Tuesday Afternoon

[deadly_little]

Miho comes downstairs to the kitchen and curls up in one of the chairs with a cup of tea, looking crankier than usual. And periodically sneezing adorably.

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With a few hours left before work, Jarod wandered into the kitchen to make himself a sandwich, M at his heels. He nodded to Miho, then began opening a can of cat food for the kitten, scooping out a quarter of it and putting it into her bowl.

[deadly_little]

Miho nodded at Jarod, then sniffled for a moment before sneezing. When she sneezed, a throwing swastika shot out of seemingly nowhere and pierced the cabinet near Jarod's head.

Miho's expression could best be described as 'oops'

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Jarod whirled around and jumped back about a foot. The kitten, startled by the noise, dashed under one of the chairs.

He looked at Miho questioningly. //"Bless you."//

[deadly_little]

//"Tha--*achoo* Thank you."// Miho scooped up the kitten and peered it in the eye. //"Does she have a name yet?"//

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//"Welcome."// The kitten sniffed at Miho's hand. //"No name yet, but she's chosen a letter. She likes M."//

[deadly_little]

Miho studies the kitten curiously. "Michiko?"

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The kitten remained unresponsive to the name in particular, but generally friendly. She butted Miho's hand with her head.

[deadly_little]

//"You can't have my name."// Miho patted the kitten. //"She seems very well-mannered."// This is a high compliment from Miho.

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Jarod chuckled. No doubt the cat would have been happy as a Miho even if she'd have had trouble hiding the tiny swastika throwing stars. //"Today she is, yes."//

He put some food down on the floor for M. She wandered over, looked at it, then returned to Miho, more in the mood for patting than food at the moment.

[deadly_little]

Miho is sure the cat would have managed pats the kitten carefully.

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The kitten stretched and began to sniff Miho's hand. Jarod went to the refrigerator and began hunting for some kind of sandwich fixings.

Sighing, he closed the door and took down a jar of peanut butter and one container of marshmallow fluff.

//"Would you like something to eat, Miho? I was just about to make myself a sandwich."//

[deadly_little]

Miho wrinkles her nose. That combination is too sweet even for her. //"No, thank you. I'm afraid I'm not very hungry."//

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Jarod shrugged and made himself a fluffernutter, crunching some potato chips into the middle for texture. He got a plate, put the jars away, lowered the cat to the floor for her to have some lunch, then washed his hands.

He took a bite, then had to stop as the bread stuck to the roof of his mouth. He loosened it with his tongue, then took another bite.

This might be a very long lunch.