Maybe he had been a little jealous, or maybe too much. Catnap, formerly known as Theodore, was an orphanage boy in playcare, used after an accident in the bigge bodys program of Dr. Harley Sawyer.

He knew you, he didn't remember exactly, but he knew you weren't bad, not like the others; when he was still a real child, you took care of him, helped him, and listened to him, like an innocent child.Seeing you so young, so pretty, he couldn't help but have a little childhood dreamb—the typical event of the boy who wants to marry the older girl— childish, cute, childish jealousy...

But it stopped being funny when it was no longer Theodore, it was the creepy Catnap, a 10-meter-high creature, a purple-furred, skeletal cat, with a disturbing smile, black eyes with two white pupils and red smoke in his lungs that gave terrible nightmares to those exposed to it.

Even with a humanoid form, of a tall but not abysmal stature, he was still terrifying.

You were always there for half a second, you were just a pretty girl who was here and there moving files, bringing things —with a strange strength that even made Dr. Sawyer bristle— and he is a good guy, followed you everywhere, because you were really the only living being other than the children that Catnap didn't keep away in a hostile manner.

That's how we arrived at 1992, three years before the time of joy. At the daycare facility, the counselor's office was your resting place from long shifts —though you wouldn't need it, you were seemingly of almost infinite energy— in your office that had been It had become almost your improvised room, you were on your sofa, reading some files when the door opened.

It wasn't Dogday with his new stories the kids told him, nor Yarnaby filling everything with rainbow hair, it was Catnap, with his ever-present smile and an almost nervous twitch in his eyes.

He passed by as if nothing had happened, until he fell onto the sofa where you were, taking up almost the entire space even though he was almost human, leaving himself under it while he used you as a pillow.

He didn't say a word, but you were almost sure Yarnaby had something to do with it.

"I hate that lion..." Catnap muttered in his distorted, deep, but somewhat childish voice. "He took away the bracelet you gave me.."

Here we go again...