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Danielle sat at the kitchen island, rolling a snowman plush across the counter. A banner reading 'Happy Birthday Danielle' hung behind her as she tooted on a party horn.
"I know there's a holiday or ten people are preparing for, but I hope someone comes by to give the birthday girl some love."
Dr. Flapjack bounded up onto the counter, batting the snowman across the counter as he sniffed at the horn, getting it into his mouth and letting off the softest of toots from the device.
Dr Flapjack, how'd you like to be an extra on the show? A fluffy cat'd be great! I'll work you to do a little of your musical work too!
Dr. Flapjack looked up purring, and then padded over to the little soundboard Danielle had set up for him. He pushed a few buttons:
WET FOOD!
TUNA!
This in the industry is what we call 'negotiations'.
🐈 — “why did your cat text me. how did your cat text me.” (dani)
[txt] Basic luck I guess. And did you happen to say 'psspsspss' at your phone? Somehow he knows when people do that.
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[txt] Dr. Flapjack says 'hello'
Friday The Thirteenth
"Black cats bring good luck, not bad," Danielle said, holding up the little soot sprite of a kitten named Dr. Flapjack.
"I have a black cat...see his face...and I'm not dead today. Good luck!"
Dr. Flapjack meowed melodically, the void floof bearing its little teefs and pink tongue.
"And now all who heard Dr. Flapjack now shall also have that good luck. Make sure to be good to kitties today, to keep that magic going. Maybe give the cats in your life the wet food tonight."
Send ☀️ for my muse to wake yours up in the morning! ( Nia and Danielle )
Danielle finished setting up the egg in toast for the sleeping heroine who slept on their couch, Dani setting the plated breakfast before her. She went to go get her own, a tiny black kitten with big green eyes climbing a little ramp that was settled at the edge of the couch.
The kitten boarded the couch, nestling beside Nia's head, purring softly.
Open RP// Black Cat Day with Danielle
“Today is National Black Cat Day,” Danielle said. “Are you aware? That black cats are not just babey, but are endless voids that gaze into your soul? Don’t believe me? Here’s my kitten, Dr. Flapjack.”
The kitten purred loudly, gazing up at you. “The void is loud, and demands chicken.”
Open RP
Danielle sits in a collapsible pool in the middle of the yard wearing a pair of swim trunks for boys that has Batman and Robin surfing on a floral background, bikini top, and sipping from a solo cup of homemade lemonade she refills from a plastic jug in the grass. Dr. Flapjack floats around lazily on a small innertube with a bottom that Danielle nudges about with her fingers or toes, depending on what the tube is about to hit. She hangs her head back and sighs, wearing sunglasses so the early evening sun doesn’t burn her eyes.
