Petalpounce pads into the clinic with pizza, to see Feathershine semi-passed-out on the reception desk, a few cats crowding around her.

Feathershine: Mottledleaf.

Feathershine: I. Am. Dying.

Mottledleaf: No, you're not. Calm down.

Sandstone: *glances at Petalpounce* She has a cold.

Feathershine: *is offended* I have been plagued by the very bane of our earth! How can you have no sympathy for me!

Mottledleaf: Does this mean I can counsel today?

Multiple cats, in unison: NO.

Mottledleaf: :(

Petalpounce: So who was the pizza for?

Fethershine: MINE. EVERYTHING IS MINE. I LEAVE WHATEVER IS LEFT OF THIS CHEESY GOODNESS TO NETTLEBOUNCE IN MY WILL.

Nettlebounce: Wait, really?

Feathershine: Only because you haven't been making fun of my ailment.

Mottledleaf: *shoves her* Only because she wants a raise.

Nettlebounce: ...

Sandstone: *opens the pizza box* Meat supreme? Again? Really?

Petalpounce: *flicks his ears* Always.

The bell tinkles as a ginger tomcat, who couldn't be much older than nine months, walks into the reception area.

???: ( ◠‿◠ )

Nettlebounce: Hi, are you see to see Feathershine.

???: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Nettlebounce: *pads over to her desk* What's your name?

???: *is distracted; glances at Petalpounce*
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Petalpounce: *ears flatten* Not a she-cat. I know, it's hard to believe.

???: (OvO)

Nettlebounce: So......did you have an appointment? Or a name?

???: (● ˃̶͈̀ロ˂̶͈́)੭ꠥ⁾⁾

Feathershine: *looks over from eating pizza* I say we call him Gingerfur.

Mottledleaf: What?! No, Feathershine, you can't just decide someone's name.

Feathershine: *to the orange cat* are you okay with being called Gingerfur?

Almost-Gingerfur: (*^◯^*)

Feathershine: Gingerfur it is.

Nettlebounce: Sure, okay, but what is he doing here???

Gingerfur: ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

Petalpounce: I think he just wants to hang with us.

Gingerfur: （╹◡╹）

Sandstone: How did you know??

Petalpounce: I'm actually a psychic.

Mottledleaf: ...that explains so much.

Feathershine, having finished her pizza, discards the box on the floor.

Gingerfur: ('◉⌓◉') *looks in horror at the box of pizza, which now has a noticeable lack of pizza*

Gingerfur: *curls up in a corner* ('༎ຶོρ༎ຶོ')

Feathershine: Is he okay?

Petalpounce: *glares, feeling strangely protective* He wanted pizza, mouseheart.

Gingerfur: ｡ﾟ(ﾟ'Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡

Petalpounce: *hurries over* shhh, shhh, it's okay. Petalpounce will take you back to the pizza place and make you any pizza you want, okay?

Gingerfur: (・・?)・。

Petalpounce: Mm-hm. You wanna go?

Gingerfur: ('°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

Petalpounce: Yeah, that's right, it's okay, let's go...

They leave. There are a few moments of silence.

Sandstone: OMG HE WAS SO ADORABLE-

Mottledleaf: HE'S SO SMOL-

Nettlebounce: PURE CINNAMON ROLL, TOO GOOD FOR THIS WORLD, TOO PURE-

Feathershine: I WANT TO TAKE HIS FACE AND SQUISH IT-

Fireheart: HE WAS ALMOST AS CUTE AS CINDERKIT-

Nettlebounce: WHERE DID YOU EVEN COME FROM

Chapter by Leafyyy 🍃