We made sure there weren't any more creeps lurking around, and slept on our plush, comfortable, new beds.

After a cozy night of rest, my sore back from the night on the floor healed, and I felt completely re-energized. However, there was one very serious, yet urgent problem.

Food.

Victoire and I were positively starving.

Growl. Growl. The little hungry monsters from within our stomachs growled simultaneously. "We gotta get food…quick…" Victoire moaned. Determined to be the hero who saved the damsel in distress, I picked up my sword and dashed off towards the area in the trees where I saw those sheep the day before. I remember seeing other edible animals there. As I approached the woods, I saw cows and pigs. My stomach grumbled again at the prospect of eating delicious meat.

I snuck up behind a cow and murdered it. With two quick swipes and a sudden jab in its side, I had the cow kick the bucket. I sliced two slices of beef before heading towards my next victim. In ten minutes, I had gathered enough food for a few days. Maybe 20 slices of beef. Hey, there were a lot of cows. I found out that I was quite good with my weapon, too. All thanks to Victoire who made it for me.

Halfway on the way back to the house, I heard a sound. A curious sound. I've never heard anything like it. It sounded a little innocent, yet a kind of innocent that could bring harm. You would only understand this if you heard the noise too. I wondered around, checking the area for the source of the sound. Squeak. The noise! Again! Right there, right then, I saw a little shadow behind a tree. The shadow was really small. Then I saw the shadow's mouth open. Squeak. That was the moment. I went in for the kill. I rounded around the tree and raised my sword – MEW!

"Ahh!" I shouted.

"Mriaw-Squeak!" The curious creature replied.

In some ways I would call it adorable. In fact, I'm sure most people would have called it adorable in first sight. But still – it looked too adorable. I mean, its cute factors were maxed. It had soft, golden fur, big, brown eyes, had a blush to its puffed up, small cheeks and a size so small I could hold it in my hand. A lion cub.

I approached it slowly. "S-s-s-squeak…" It looked at me and backed away as it did so. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt you." It wasn't entirely convinced. It continued squeaking and backing away. "Look, no sword, no weapon. I'm perfectly unarmed." I put my sword in the back of my shirt, tucking it safely there. I knew it couldn't understand me, but I guessed that it could sense my emotions by listening to the tone of my voice. It stopped backing away.

Then, suddenly. Growl. That came from the lion cub. But not its mouth. Its stomach. "You hungry too?" I asked it. The lion cub raised a paw and tapped its stomach. This was one clever lion. "Come here, little buddy." I used my soothing voice. I stretched out my arms towards it. Whether it came with me back to the house or not, it was the lion cub's decision.

It staggered towards me and collapsed into my arms. That gave me a pleasant shock. "Ahh!" I checked its heartbeat. Still beating. Good. I raced towards the house and burst in.

"Victoire!" I cried.

She was kneeling on the floor in front of the furnace. "Did you get the food?" she asked.

"No time. Quick." I said in a rushed tone. Victoire seemed to have just seen me carrying the baby lion in my arms. "Oh my…" she muttered. She covered the lion cub in her blanket and I took some raw beef. I held the beef close to the lion's nose.

Sniff.

The lion cub!

Sniff sniff.

The cub opened its mouth wide. I took a piece of beef and pushed it in slowly. After the lion cub had swallowed the meat, it purred and went back to sleep. Phew! That was terrifying. Victoire stroked the lion cub's head. "Can we keep it?" she asked softly.

"If you want to… I mean… It's kind of cute." I replied.

"Yay!" She jumped up and hugged me. Then she let go. "We have to give it a name though. It's a lion cub, right?" she asked.

"Of course, why would you ask me this?"

"I…I don't know… I don't know what some things are… Ever since I spawned in this world, everything I know… Some of it is kind of misty… I can't remember too well…"

"Well, it's a lion cub. Now you know. It's name…"

"What about Treble? I like music. I remember what a treble clef is."

"Alright, that's a fine name. I love music too." Just then, my mind went into a sort of daze. I saw a large crowd….booming speakers… Purple… Blue.. Flashing lights… Noisy roaring in my ears… Then blackness.