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It’s so much playing with his claws.
In, out, in, out– All you had to do was press at the pads of his palms a little, then bam, you had a handful of little knives. They’re so pretty, except–
“Hey, Sendak?” She presses at his hand again, just to make them go in and out one more time.
“Have you ever thought of painting your claws green?”
His nose wrinkles.
“ Green would look terrible on me. ” Could she even imagine? The mental image made him grimace visibly, although in an attempt not to dampen her mood, he offers; “ What about pink? ”
















