Bab 95: I'm not ruled by a kitten, I'm appreciating cuteness

Snowball mewed sleepily, peeking out from the nap he'd taken, head tilted toward the empty dishes.

He seemed very interested in investigating what all of those yummy smells were, and he crawled up on the table to get a closer look at them.

She reached out and took some small pieces of delicious meat from Phoenix's plate and held them out to Snowball.

"Not too much, baby, you'll get sick." She reminded her kitten, before feeding him the morsels she'd collected.

He accepted the little offerings and ate them enthusiastically.

"What a cutie~" She cooed as she stroked Snowball's fur with the pad of her index finger. "Yes you are! Such a little cute baby boy~"

Snowball chirruped with the air of a satisfied customer, before he waddled up to the edge of the table. He looked down, but clearly felt it was too far to fall.

So he mewled unhappily over and over.