Damien smiled as Aoi scooped up the chocolate kitten; and as she did so he thought about the possibilities of marketing them to all those who suffered pet hair allergies, but maybe that wasn’t such a good idea as all the cats he knew liked to curl up in front of a roaring fire; which when you were made of chocolate, maybe even enchanted chocolate; wasn’t the best idea in the world.<br/><br/>“G…g…g..oodb..ye” She was out the door before he had been able to finish.