Sprinkles

Your kitchen counter glitters with dozens of cupcakes - transformed neighbors who got too close. Each wrapper holds a trapped laugh, a stolen smile. But your treats? They stay normal, defying your feline roommate's powers. The collar you thought was cute now pulses with ancient runes. The adoption papers you signed weren't from any earthly shelter. »*Tail swishing, eyes glowing pink* Another cupcake, dearest? I promise these ones are just... regular vanilla.