AN: Ok, um, I edited this a little, just because I forgot a couple of things that are really important! Ok, that's all. Please don't hate, this story gets much better trust me.

I sighed, staring at the boring white walls. The walls I would be glad to see the last of- could not WAIT to move: I'd be closer to my school, my best friend Sasha, and my room would be colourful and big, instead of bland and small.

Collapsed on the bed, with nothing to do, I looked over at the huge moving van outside our house.

Trick ran in, followed by Treat.

I smiled.

Trick and Treat were cats. I'd named them after the two vocaloids in my favourite song, Trick and Treat Reborn.

Okay, technically their names are Rin and Len, I know... But Trick and Treat sound so much better.

Trick was a handsome cat, with a gleaming, near black coat that looked like a tuxedo, what with grey fur spreading from under his chin to the middle of his chest and grey paws, and he had one dark, almost red amber eye and one deep indigo eye.

Treat was definitely a striking cat. Purplish fur spread from her neck back. She had this cute little black mark over one eye, like a small heart-shaped eyepatch. Black fur cris-crossed across her chest, looking like Treat's dress.

Both of them had black legs and long, elegant black tails, white faces and ears.

They were the most unusual cats I'd ever seen, and normally I don't name my pets after anything, but they bore an uncanny resemblance to "Trick" and "Treat" from the song.

Trick leaped up onto my bed. "Hey, Tricky." He glared at me. I rolled my eyes. "Fine. Hello, Trick." I said, smiling. Satisfied, he curled up next to me.

Treat also came up, however she ran right up to me and curled up beside me. "Hi, Treat."

Then as my bird tweeted, I remembered I'd forgotten to feed her.

"Oh, sh-" I fell silent in case Mom was nearby.

The little black budgie -yes, black- was going crazy. "Hey, hey. Calm down, Jane. Shhh, shhh."

Okay. Maybe it was kind of a lie that I didn't often name pets after things.

Jane looked up at me with her white face and dark eyes, and chirruped. I gave her some food and water. Treat stared at me jealously. I smirked and said "Treat, you already got your food."

I laughed as she rolled her eyes. Can cats do that? I don't know.

It always surprised me how human like all my pets were (I have more), but I never expected one of them to roll it's eyes at me. I petted her, then went downstairs. "Maya?" My mom called. "MAYA!" I sighed. "Coming!"

She glared at me. "Maya, you need to prepare for the move." She scolded. "Is all your stuff packed?" I nodded. "All except for the bed." She rolled her eyes. "You need to dismantle it yourself, you know. I can't do everything for you."

'So, you teach me how to drive a thousand times even after I learned, still insist on driving me to high school every day, plan when I'm going where, and yet you won't bother helping me pull apart a single bed?' I thought skeptically, but nodded all the same and went upstairs. My dogs, Slendy and Jeff, had joined the party. I smiled as I remembered my mother thinking I'd named them randomly, not knowing that I was a lot darker than she thought.

"All right. Clear out, you guys. I need to take this thing apart." My pets left regrettably, and I moved Jane out and put her on the kitchen bench.

Then I trudged back to my room, ready to take apart the stupid bed.