♑ Many small boxes and Maruzee

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Who: Troll kids and anyone who wants to join
When: Saturday, May 26, in the early afternoon
Where: The Land of Boxes and Joy
Style: Whichever.
Status: Open, feel free to threadjack and use it as a general mingling log.



[Boxes. Boxes! So many boxes.

Gamzee knows how these boxes got here --miracles!-- and for what reason --mating! cause that is what all animals on tv do when they come together in large groups which clearly means that in a few weeks they will hear the pitter-patter of little matchboxes-- but he has no idea what he is doing. Well. He is building. Duh. But he has no idea what it will be. He figures the boxes will just let him know once he is done building. So far he's got a stack of boxes put together in the centre and the starts of a haphazard wall surrounding them. Could be anything really.

But it is totally a boxfort.]

Comments

[bestestfurrend]

[Nepeta clings back, nuzzling onto her mamacat affectionately.]

We have to get out again? [She looks sad at this but wraps her arms aroundher neck, clearly willing to be carried away once Disciple leaves too.]

[feralfanatic]

Well, I need to get out of box, you don't have to. Unless, that is, you want me to carry you around the bubble? Though I think I know the answer to that.[Laughter.]

[bestestfurrend]

Heehee, yes, yes, I want to go with you! Take me with you, Disciple!

[She laps at her face affectionately. Where her mama cat goes, she goes too!]

[feralfanatic]

Of course, little one. Always.

[Getting out of the box with her bundle was a bit of a challenge, but her flexibility helped with that endeavor. Now freed of the box, she maneuvered the kitty-troll around to sit on her shoulders as she stretched her legs.]

[Feeling better about her muscles, Disciple started on the path back into the city. She got about ten feet away before she stopped, flashing a impish smile at her passenger. Returning to their home for the last part of the day, Disciple bent carefully down and retrieved the box they had stayed in. Holding the cuddle-box she once again started back into down, this time heading for the Holy Bros. Hive.]

We'll just save this for later.

[bestestfurrend]

[Nepeta wraps her arms around the top of Disciple's head, burying her face in her ancestor's lovely long hair.]

Yes! Oh, yes, yes! We'll make Signless get in too! And Mister Psii! And we'll have alll the cuddles!

[There aren't enough cuddles in the world!!] I love you, Disciple, you're the furry bestest.

[feralfanatic]

[She chokes up a bit, at Nepeta's words. She has heard them from her before, but she is reminded of what this place has given her, curses or not. It takes a bit for her to respond as she gathers her senses about her.]

And I love you too, Nepeta. You are... one of the best things to ever happen to me. I'm glad this place gave us the chance to have our 'family'.

[Family: A human construct. The sheer concept was so strange and yet so perfect... and she enjoyed every minute of it.]

[bestestfurrend]

[This calls for cuddles and nosechuus! All of them! She snuggles affectionately on her ancestor, making happy silly kitten noises.]