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I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

yet they made it worked. " You met all of them, who do you get along with the most?" I didn't even have to think about it, I just knew. " Allison" She started laughing and it was the most beautiful sound. "Ally Cat? Yeah, I have to admit she is easy to get along with. She hates conflict." And that was the truth, Allison is a creative little thing a couple of inches taller than Catalya. She has long pitch black hair with bright blue eyes, she is a fashion designer and her designs are incredible. Her pale skin is a complete opposite from her black hair, which gave her a more gothic look sometimes depending on her makeup. She has an hourglass figure with curves on all the right places, Collin

“whose cat is it?” Elliot questions, narrowing his eyes at Milo. I panic as if I've been placed onto the hot seat. I schooled my features in front of the mirror a hundred times last night. I know what to say but I can't bring myself to be confident. I knew Elliot would ask this question. My Milo is a big cat. The small white spot near his head sets him apart from other cats. Elliot had played with Milo that day. Of course, he remembers Milo.

I felt tears welling up with joy. “Hi, Baby!” I managed to reply, my heart swelling. “Why are you crying? Are you sick?” she asked, tilting her head. “N-No, I’m not sick, I’m just very happy!” I said, trying to smile through the tears. “Here, this is for you!” I handed her the Hello Kitty toy. “For me?” she asked, glancing at Matilda for confirmation. Matilda nodded enthusiastically. “Thank you, Mommy La Anita!” Angie exclaimed, her eyes sparkling.

I flopped down on the beanbag chair, sighing happily as I looked around. “You know what we need?” Kimmy asked, raising an eyebrow. “Hmm?” I hummed, already feeling blissfully at ease. “Some good old-fashioned Mario Kart therapy. Loser has to wear the cat ears,” Kimmy said, pulling out a dusty pair of very pink, very fluffy cat ears.

My eyes lit up the second they met its stark white fur. It was a tiny, incredibly cute cat?

I looked back to again to see Mimi on the phone and just in time Hatty realises too. "What are you doing?" Hatty beats me to the question she was right in front of Mimi and closer. Mimi ignored her, pressing her palm under the butt of the speaker. "What do you mean by that?" I and Hatty take another long look and before I knew it Hatty rise up from her seat with annoyance in her face and snatches Mimi's phone who let out a loud hiss. The moment Hatty got a glance at who Mimi was calling her face turned pale and immediately she ends the call.

"I’m not sure. The courier guy delivered this." Maxwell just laughed and said to Lune, "Why don’t you try calling her Snow White?" Lune tilted her head to look at him, and dubiously called out, "Snow White…" The white kitten immediately turned its head to look at Lune. "Meow." Lune suddenly became happy. "Oh, it understands! Is her name really Snow White?" Then, she looked at Maxwell. "Uncle Maxwell, how do you know to call her Snow White?" Maxwell replied with a smile. "Because she’s a gift from Uncle Maxwell to Lune!"

It then speaks to her in some ancient language. "I AM BACK MY LOVE.MY LOVE AKKUSA". The mummy then puts his hand on her face and leans forward to kiss her. But she regains herself and push him off. She then takes time to let her mind to be processed and comes back in reality. "Whoa whoa man .I am not your LOVE and i don't even know WHO YOU are rather than THE MUMMY TITTLE. So please let me go and i promise I will make it a blind eye.please?"

“Whoa, Chloe. I never said a thing about fuckin’ her around. Didn’t you hear me? I don’t wanna hurt her. That’s why I know I should stay away, but every time she looks at me, she pulls me in. She’s irresistible.” The door opened and Milka ran in. She launched herself at me. She landed on my lap and wrapped her tiny arms around my neck. “Ahh, Aiden. My miss my Aiden.” “I missed my Mimi. Where you been?” “Talkin’ Dadda a bunna.” She sniffed. “My want bunna.” Conor stared at me from the doorway. “Ask Santa,” I said. “He might make an exception for Mimi.” I winked at my brother. I’ll talk to Mom and get this kid a goddamn rabbit.