As the young princess stood there leaning her back against the counter she watched the hall for when Mejo came to eat, Â when she finished her small meal she opened the fridge and pulled out a warm plate of food and set it on the counter when she heard him coming down stairs. Still sucking the box dry she pulled out a bowl and filled it with dog food for her pup. Setting it down and throwing the box away she looked up to see her Angel standing there, shirtless. She said hi back with a yawn before pushing the plate to him on the counter and sat on the bar by the sink as she watered the plants over the sink, "Sleep well Mejo?" she asked before dropping down and walked over to her dog and began to ps her as she ate, "There is a pair of sandals for you by the front door, you will need them today for where I am taking you. Lalliet is going to stay here, I told Madison she could have my dog today. I hope you will enjoy what I want you to see... I am also going to explain why I am stronger than I look today to. You will be the only one in the house who will know... Once you finish eating we will go, alright?" around then Madison trudged in wrapped in a blanket and was rummaging in the fridge. She grumbled and kept looking for something, "Abby... Where are the shakes at..."<br/>"Bottom shelf, drawer."<br/>"Thanks Princess..." the girl then trudged out of the room calling Lalliet, who followed her. Before she left she waved to Mejo and mumbled a greeting. Too tired and sick from her mosquito bites to notice the wings.<br/><br/>:+::+::+::+::+::+::+::+::+::+::+::+::+::+::+:<br/><br/>Silva had tried to get him to sleep but nothing worked till the night his master finally agreed to sleep, he found him at his desk sleeping over a pile of paper. He was glad Heji went to bed, he needed rest. Silva never stirred as his master woke but curled up more with a gentle purr, he was snuggling into his pillow when his master put a hand on him and began to try and wake him. The young cat groaned and batted a him absent mindedly before he squinted his eyes and held still for the kisses. Though his eyes shot open as he belted out a soft catlike squeal at being tickled before wiggling and curling up, honestly- he was way more ticklish as a cat. He rolled and fell out of the bed, "Why, did you have to tickle me?" he asked moving to stand and pushing his hair into a low ride ponytail. Silva walked around stretching and went to go get something to wear. Once he did he began to get dressed.Â