Disclaimer: Don't own them, only their possible fate.
I keep saying I'm done with this series. Nobody seems to believe me, and now neither do the plotbunnies (sighs)
So, another double drabble, which is completely your fault, Yume Takato. I put in some of your suggestions; happy now? (grins)
"Isn't that guy a detective too? How come we got changed and he didn't? No fair!"
"Huh. Wonder what kind of cat he would be?"
"Persian."
"You sure? He looks like he might turn out a Himalayan or something."
"Nope, definitely a Persian."
"Why?"
"Haven't you ever seen one of those things? His expression exactly, I swear."
"Oh, come on, he doesn't look that bad from here."
"Oh, I assure you, he looks that way all the time after Kid heists."
"Heh. Well, he wouldn't be white. Probably sort of blond."
"No, he'd be a muddy sort of color like that jacket of his. And he'd shed. Profusely."
"Maybe that's why he wasn't changed."
"Ooh, hey, I just got an idea!"
"Heaven help us all."
"Quiet, you. Come on!"
Three cats sitting in a row staring at you is unusual.
Seeing the same three cats again later is odd.
Seeing them in multiple different places outside your classes and on the way home is downright unnerving.
Hakuba was not prone to superstition, but even he sighed in relief when his door was safely shut behind him. If he hadn't known better, he would have sworn the things were following him.