He's not too sure why he is being pulled back out after all these years [x-posted]

[bravestjanitor]

U-um Miss Writer? Yes, hello. It's been- it's been a long time. H-how can I help you?

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[sometimesapet]

[...hmm...curious cat is curious about a mouse like thing that wears clothes like a humans person.

Sniffsniffsniff.

Sure smells like a mouse.]

[bravestjanitor]

[Eep!!! A cat!!!

Bernard scurries away to a safer spot up on a shelf. After a moment he nervously looks down to see what the cat is doing.]

[sometimesapet]

[It runs too! Thyme pads along behind, thinking this is a new game. However, the shelf is a bit high. She meows, stretching up with her front paws. Too faaaaar, whyyyyy?]

OOC: This is too cute!

[bravestjanitor]

[Bernard ducks back from the edge as the cat reaches up. He's a mouse so what did Thyme expect?

After a moment or two he peers back over the edge again.]

Can I hel-help you?

thanks! much muse love for bernard, I love those movies

[sometimesapet]

[She's sitting patiently, tail swishing back and forth.

Waiting.]

Thanks! I love him so much but I rarely take him out for a stroll

[bravestjanitor]

[Annnnnd Bernard isn't coming down. He knows that look. That's the look of a cat looking for a new toy or a snack and he doesn't feel like becoming either.]

I think we-we're having a communication is-issue.

I had a mouse version of charles xavier once, I should have dug him out...

[sometimesapet]

[She cocks her head to the side, trilling a meow in return. You think so, mouse toy?]

Oh that would be adorable

[bravestjanitor]

[He points a tiny finger at the cat.]

I most cer-certainly do think we are having a-a communication issue.

[sometimesapet]

[She meows again, turning in a circle and coming to sit in the same place. Obviously thinking, calculating...

Jump.

Thyme hops easily onto a box nearby, then hopping onto the ledge next to that, then walking carefully along the narrow ledge towards the shelf. A precarious position but she keeps her balance well enough. Now the mouse is closer, she can stick her pink nose close to sniff curiously.]

[bravestjanitor]

[Thyme moves so quickly (as cats tend to do) that Bernard doesn't have much time to think. He scurries to the other side of the shelf and then realizes that he has run out of room to, well, run]

N-n-nice k-kit-kitty.

[He isn't a fan of that nose - he's even less a fan of the mouth under that nose.]

[sometimesapet]

[Whoa. Balance....careful. Her perch is a little rickety. Slowly reaching with one paw to see how close she can get.

It's just two inches too far away to reach the mouse. Drat.]

[onebadapple]

Oh now now, no need to be shy, Bernard. No one here is going to hurt you.

[bravestjanitor]

[Oh! He knows about this lady! He walks out and takes off his hat.]

Ms. Snow White - n-nice to see you. I'm just worried about... cats.

[onebadapple]

Hmm, I admit my dear friend Cinderella has much more experience with mice and cats, but don't you worry, Bernard. No cat will get you, I'm sure your writer would never allow it.

[makerofkings]

[A rodent, one from his domain. How interesting.]

Yes do you consider yourself a character, written into the next story?