<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://s300.photobucket.com/user/SociallyToxicBeauty/media/f9baa897-e285-4e2a-92b5-e0eb263a67ea.jpg.html"></a><a class="postlink" href="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/SociallyToxicBeauty/f9baa897-e285-4e2a-92b5-e0eb263a67ea.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="color: #408000"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Alida</span></span></span></div><br/><br/>Alida was more than thankful to leave the clothing shop, her mood greatly improving the moment they stepped out. It seemed they were going to head out of the mall when Izu suddenly steered them towards another store. At first Alida was filled with absolutely dread, until she saw a tiny little head pop up, a wet nose pressed against glass. Alida looked up to Izu with hopeful eyes, already wanting to go inside the little shop to see all the animals. He gave a small jerk of his head, letting her hand go. She gave a squeal and began to run off into the store, only to stop right before hand to come back to Izu and give him a kiss. Once she bestowed the kiss upon Izu, she went back to her previous goal.<br/><br/>The shop had tons of cute little creatures and Alida hardly knew what to do with herself. The shop owner seemed to understand that Alida wasn't planning on getting a pet, but was so impressed with her enthusiasm that he let her hold many of the animals--something he usually didn't do. By the time Izu came to get her, Alida was back to her old self, smiles and all.<br/><br/>Alida clung to Izu on their way home, not wanting to have a repeat of their earlier adventure. She gave a sigh of relief as they arrived, earning a cocked brow from Izu. He went to wash Alida's new clothes and she followed him in order to put the sheets and blankets in the dryer. Once that was done, she went to the bedroom to clean up the plate of food she had dropped while Izu seemed to clean everything else. She helped him where she could, though sometimes she would get distracted.<br/><br/>Eventually, everything was clean and Alida nearly tore her clothes off. She had been trying to wear clothes a little longer each time, but in the end her irritation usually won out and she would no longer be able to wear them. It had been a record, though, so she decided to inwardly congratulate herself on a job well done.<br/><br/>Alida made her way to the kitchen where Izu was cooking and sat down on the floor. On the counter near her sat a roll of paper towels and she grabbed it with mischievous glee. Somehow, despite her butterfly appearance, Alida was much more like a cat. She began to bat around the paper towels, watching happily as it unrolled and rolled back up through her control. Sometimes when she would look up, she would catch Izu watching her with some sort of expression she couldn't quite place. She shrugged it off though.<br/><br/>Izu walked past her into the living room with the food and she happily joined him, though she decided to sit on the floor next to him rather than the couch. She thought she saw Izu give her a funny look, but she wasn't sure. She began to eat, delighted by the taste of the food as always.<span style="color: #408000">"Izu good,"</span>she complimented his cooking. They ate in silence for a few moments while Alida reflected on the day.<br/><br/>She had really enjoyed the pet shop and wanted to have a little creature of her own. She looked up to Izu thoughtfully, wondering if he would mind her having a pet. She looked back down at her plate with the realization he probably would not like it, as he had no interest to join her in the pet store. For some reason, that kind of made her sad. She cheered up quickly enough, though, as she figured it never hurt to ask--and if Izu said no, well...she had taken note of his bargaining skills.<br/><br/>With that thought in mind, she looked up to Izu.<span style="color: #408000">"Izu..." </span>she started softly to get his attention. Once she had it, she set her plate down and got on her knees, her hands resting on Izu's leg as she looked up at him with large, doe-like eyes.<span style="color: #408000">"Izu...Alida want kitty...please?"</span>she asked, her bottom lip poking out slightly in a hopeful pout. The pet shop owner had gladly, though confusedly told Alida what animals she had held, and her favorite had been the kitties.