A sudden crashing noise was the first Tig noticed of the tea tray which was now upset all over the floor. That'd teach him to try swatting her out of the way. She tried to laugh but the sound that came out sounded nothing like the sound she expected and she quickly fell quiet again. He was clearly irritated and in want of her absence so obviously she wasn't going anywhere.

Instead she yowled at him and poised ready to hop off his desk. She uncoiled herself as an idea occurred to her. Delicately, she took the piece of parchment she assumed he'd been scrawling on moments before and promptly dived off the desk. She was surprisingly trying very hard to keep the parchment as pristine as possible; if it was something very important she didn't want him to be so angry that he couldn't be appropriately in awe of her success.

With the parchment tucked daintily between her teeth, she ran across the room and leaped onto the couch where she stood and stared at him tauntingly.

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