(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br/><br/>For a moment, Clothilde bore the expression of a puppy dog whose master was leaving for work (or school.) "Ohhh..." The frustration was clear. For a moment, it seemed that those big blue celestial eyes were going to break out in tears. At this rate, she'd be stuck as an Angel 4th Class in the Department of Fabrics and Fibers forever. Literally forever.<br/><br/>But somewhere in Heaven, there was a needlepoint on a wall which said,<em>When You Get Lemons, Make Lemonade</em>. And so Clothilde decided to do just that. The smile reappeared on her face and her tone regained its original cheer. "Don't worry, Mistress Alex. We'll think of something. I'll make sure to guide you onto the path of right and help you have a good life." With a chipper squeak, she clapped her hands and set about her self-appointed task. "So - let's try. There must be something nice you want to do for somebody out there, isn't there?"<br/>