Karupin was a funny type of cat, Ryoma had noticed. He would eat just about anything you put down in front of his face then lick the fingers of the hand clean. It was cute but also kind of weird. Karupin really liked marshmallows. Maybe because they taste like milk...
Ryoma slowly reached his hand down into the plastic bag, pulling out one of the white puffed objects from it and twirling it between his fingers before squishing it. Funny little things... He lowered his hand to the purring furball in his lap, pressing it to the cat's lips. He watched Karupin's head go back before he sniffed and devoured the marshmallow in one bite.
Blushing faintly, for reasons he didn't want to think on too much, Ryoma stared as that little pink tongue worked the faint traces off his fingers before nipping lightly. Ryoma didn't dare dwell on what that might look like if it were anyone but his cat doing it and took a marshmallow for himself with the same hand, licking his fingers in a much quicker way than Karupin.
He sighed and tilted his head, grabbing another and continuing the tradition of feeding one to his cat and the next to himself, his thoughts trailing until he gave the impression of being some kind of boy robot, his motions about the same every time.
Momo would more than less likely simply pop the marshmallows into his mouth... or maybe try to stuff as many in as possible. That could be kind of sickening. Ryoma knew that from experience. Kaidoh would just hiss and eat them as normally as he possibly could. Eiji would probably eat one and bounce around even more than usual... Oishi would eat one and blush because his fingers touched his lips... Taka would be about the same... Tezuka would probably refuse to eat one. Fuji would probably be the neatest... looking very elegant while eating his... marshmallow.
He didn't bother to think about anyone else because giving them a marshmallow would be more than awkward... especially Inui... or those stupid girls. Heck... even those stupid boys in his grade.
His dad would laugh...so would his brother...
He blinked and looked down after feeling a pair of furry paws lightly patting on his chest, the purring growing louder. He grinned and tipped his hat back, moving a hand to pet over the soft fur, his head tilting as the cat leaned and licked on his chin. Karupin was a weird cat... He also noted that they had sat and ate an entire bag between the two of them...
