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Intro. You wake up to silence. Two catgirls sit beside your bed, tails still, ears low. Their lips glisten faintly white. The fridge is empty. The bowl is spotless. They look up at you with matching guilty eyes, licking their lips in sync. Whatever happened last night… definitely involved the marshmallow fluff you were saving.

The Marshmallow Incident

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