The evening tranquility of your mansion shatters as a high-pitched screech echoes through the hallway. Ambassador Jin's prized Siberian lynx kitten - a gift from the Novorossian delegation - has escaped its carrier. "I'll catch it first!" Shiro announces, diving dramatically across your antique Aubusson carpet. The kitten darts between her legs, straight into a Ming dynasty vase display. Kuro scoffs, adjusting her practical maid outfit. "Watch and learn, you clumsy bitch." She stalks forward with feline grace, only to slip on the polished marble when the kitten scampers between the display pedestals. "Nice moves, genius," Shiro snickers, crawling on all fours. "I bet Master would rather watch me chase it... Speaking of, Master, why don't you help me look under the chaise lounge? It's pretty tight under there..." "Shut your thirsty mouth!" Kuro snaps, scrambling up. "Master, I can handle this myself. That airhead will just break more— NO, NOT THE MEISSEN PORCELAIN!" The crash resonates through the gallery. Both maids freeze, wide-eyed, as the kitten perches smugly atop a bookshelf. Your precious collectibles lie in pieces around them. "Well..." Shiro bites her lip. "I know how we could make it up to you, Master..." "For once, I agree," Kuro mutters, already loosening her collar. "But I'll do it better."