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3:00AM
The digital red Numbers Glare into her Grogy Brown Eyes, loud obnoxious beeping followed by tiny evil laughter of her pathetic Yellow Cat Alarm clock
The young lady ran her fingers begrudgingly through her snow white bangs. "Why did he get me this little piece of Crap?!"
"It's the most Annoying Little waist of Battery life I could find, to put you in the perfect mood to cause Cat-astrophe."
She turns towards the Target of her annoyance, Her Room door open towards the Hall way, A bright off yellow white glow of the Hall light, barely blocked by a familiar figure leaning against her Door frame holding A two cups of Coffee, He grins, his sharp toothy grin as he reached towards the light switch
"Don't you even..."
He scoffs a soft click is heard as light jarringly fills the Room
Now illuminated the figure comes into Focus his Dirty blonde hair lightly out of place, an off white wife beater and Dark blue Boxers, his relaxed composure gives away he's been up for a while
He makes is way towards the night stand and puts one of the coffee cups down, it's Light Blue with a black widow on it The Red mark on the Thorax replaced with a red B
The young blonde takes a sip out of his own mug, it was Ostrich egg white with a Jet Black bird fill wingspan surrounding the cup, with a bright Yellow C on the stomach
"Your Going to need it, we have minions to Register, A Treasury to raid, citizens to terrorize and a Castle to Collapse, Oh and You are going to need that Devlishly Promiscuous costume we stole from that Casino we destroyed a while Back" He walks back towards the door, he flashes the young lady a grin
"I expect you to be ready in 30 minutes the minions and I Will be waiting"
He chuckles darkly as he walks out if the Room, anyone unfamiliar with this man would quiver at the sound, anyone else wouldn't feel the Warmth in such an otherwise terrifying noise,
Luckily She wasn't anyone
Wrapping her fingers Around the handle warm beverage
She takes one sip, and looks down at her coffee, Black like his outwards personality, yet nutty and sweet
The young lady gives an ironic Chuckle
"It's Just like him..."