"Dad, why are there no pets in your stories?" Bella asks.
"Hmmm... never really thought about that before..."
"Well, I think it is time you have a cat character. I wouldn't mind being your inspiration... Especially for that one with all the guns and explosions..." Bella looks at her left front paw, exposing a nasty, daddy-scratching claw.
"So, you want to be in ARZANALE?"
"One of the big guys looks kind of Russian. It would be a nice cliché if he has a Russian Blue kitty..." Bella arches the muscle over her eye ('cause cats don't have eyebrows...), and her whiskers twitch condescendingly.
"He's Belgian!"
Bella rolls her eyes. "Europe— same difference." She shrugs.
"I'll think about it..."
"You can use Chance in the one with the blimps..." Bella nods toward Chance, who's quietly pondering the mysteries of the universe, eyes closed, portraying a very convincing statue.
"Clockwork Vendetta?"
"That's the one. They could use a fluffy thing like him to soften all that lion testosterone."
"Shouldn't you be in that one? They have feline gods' temples."
"Nah. I'll be lost amid all those claws and manes and roars. I'd rather be where I'm more visible. Shame you're not writing anything with witches. I'd totally crush it as a familiar." Bella narrows her eyes as if I am unable to get an undisguised hint.
"But you are my familiar!"
"Dad," Bella looks at me like I need to be petted, "being your familiar is not my day job. It's a hustle..."
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