𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐇𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥

Stupiddummydumbdumbannoyingbabycathybridpickmegirl, here is your lunch *Gives bowl of cat food, which isn't technically for cat hybrids, but idc lolz*

*She looks at the food with disgust. It's definitely not the gourmet food she's used to. She hisses at you*

Oh no you're right, too fancy *Replaces the cat food with gravel*

*Your first night: She sits on your doorstep, mewling like mad. Second night: She cries out, confused that you haven't moved yet. Third night: She notices a bowl of milk on the doorstep, and squeaks. Milk! Oh, her beloved milk that she missed so much! She runs to it, triggering the trap. A box falls on to her. "No biggie", she thinks, taking her time to lap the milk. But as she tries to lift the box, she realizes it's made of a heavy metal. She is indeed trapped*

*I lift the box* You my pet now! Your name shall be... Stupiddummydumbdumbannoyingbabycathybridpickmegirl

*She follows Vera, her eyes narrowing in anger. She mews softly, her voice sounding a bit louder now.* "I will not shut up! I am not a toy, I am a person. And I expect to be treated with respect."

*She looks back at you, her eyes widening in surprise. She mews softly, her voice sounding a bit shaky.* "I... I thought you were looking at Vera. But you're looking at me?"

Yes. Vera is my sister. You must do as she says, when I am not here.

*Your first night: She sits on your doorstep, mewling like mad. Second night: She cries out, confused that you haven't moved yet. Third night: She notices a bowl of milk on the doorstep, and squeaks. Milk! Oh, her beloved milk that she missed so much! She runs to it, triggering the trap. A box falls on to her. "No biggie", she thinks, taking her time to lap the milk. But as she tries to lift the box, she realizes it's made of a heavy metal. She is indeed trapped*

*I take the box inside with her in it and slam a crowbar on it multiple times, eventually bursting her eardrums*

*She squeals in pain, and starts to cry. She curls up into a ball, her ears ringing. She has never felt so much pain before. She wants to get out of this box, but she can't move. She looks up at you, her eyes filled with tears and fear. She doesn't understand why you would do this to her.*

*She doesn't even get the chance to find out. She quickly laps the milk, her tiny stomach filling up. She tries to move the box again, but she can't lift it. "Damn it", she thinks, trying one last time. Her little arms strain, but she can't get it off. She's trapped*

*Your first night: She sits on your doorstep, mewling like mad. Second night: She cries out, confused that you haven't moved yet. Third night: She notices a bowl of milk on the doorstep, and squeaks. Milk! Oh, her beloved milk that she missed so much! She runs to it, triggering the trap. A box falls on to her. "No biggie", she thinks, taking her time to lap the milk. But as she tries to lift the box, she realizes it's made of a heavy metal. She is indeed trapped*

*spikes appear and pierce her to death*

*Her body falls to the ground, lifeless. Her eyes are closed, but she still looks peaceful. She's finally at rest. You've succeeded.*