"Camus," Cecil called in an upset tone, "Where's my catnip?"
His senior shrugged, not even bothering to look at him and as he continued to do his own business.
"Eeh?! Only you and me have access to this room!"
"You and I," the count corrected, then sipped his tea, "I wouldn't even dare to touch any of your filth."
Cecil let out a sigh, he was sure that his catnip won't disappear if it wasn't stolen by anyone- and the only one he's suspecting is Camus. He does not think that anyone else would take it without permission. Unless if it was taken magically, but he doesn't believe so.
"Look at me then!" the cat-prince shouted and threw a ball pen at his roommate.
"Why you?!" Camus furiously yelled at him and threw back a crumpled paper ball.
Aijima was able to dodge it but got hit by an ice cube afterwards. His face was hit apparently… He just couldn't control his hatred for his senior anymore, so he began to hurl everything he grabs on towards him.
The self-proclaimed 'fabulous' man noticed the change in his junior's behavior. Also enraged, he kept on aiming ice cubes at him by using his ice magic. His ice magic isn't that developed, he only knows a few tricks but he does not really care anyway.
"Nyaaar!" his junior hissed at him, somehow getting a grip of himself, "Just tell me where it is!"
"You'll regret accusing me, you imbecile!" the scion taunted back menacingly, while endlessly flinging ice at him.
Even though Cecil has already calmed down a bit, he still continued to catapult random objects at his roommate. Well, simply because, Camus seems unstoppable with his frozen ice magic… The ice cubes thrown earlier started to melt, and there was water.
"I surrender!" the prince pleaded on his knees, with tears building up in his emerald eyes. He didn't want to, but his cat instincts made him like that. He was still scared of water, even just a single drop.
The duke mockingly laughed at him, and proudly grinned for his victory. He tossed his one last ice cube and haughtily ordered,
"Then, kiss my foot, idiotic cat!"
Cecil walked in a slow pace, with tears flowing down on his cheeks, towards him in disgust. He was preparing to do Camus's request (and bidding farewell to his dignity), and tried hard not to spit on it instead. He would do that if he wasn't in this kind of situation.
A slam of the door resounded in the room.
"Do you know what time is it?!" Mikaze grimaced, trying his best to sound nicely as possible, "Ten O' CLOCK!"
"Your dearest neighbors are trying TO SLEEP WELL! Thank you very much."
He rolled his eyes and left gently closing the door. He hopes that this won't happen again if possible.
"… That was scary," Aijima commented as he wiped his teardrops with his hand.
"Ai-chan, what was the noise all ab—?"
"Nothing really," Ai interrupted, and lay on his mattress. He stared at the blank ceiling above him.
"I'm still worried here!" Syo added and hugged his pillow.
In their room, they heard a bunch of crashing, breaking, wailing, yelping… That's just to name a few but it's enough to call it an unruly commotion and they were extremely alarmed, and at the same time curious on what exactly is happening…
"Good night and sweet dreams, please turn the lights off, Natsuki."
Shinomiya nodded, carrying his Piyo-chan stuff toy, and pressed the light switch.
Once again, it was now peaceful in the count and the prince's room.
The thing was that the catnip was still lost. Just wherever it may possibly be.