Ah, yes. Just another average Thursday in the Huntr/x penthouse. Rumi, fighting Sussie the magpie for the last slice of pizza from last night’s dinner. Mira, looking up pictures of guns (it’s not like she’s going to buy one! Well- she might, but probably not). Zoey, interrogating Derpy the tiger about the turtle plushie she found ripped to shreds in her room three hours ago. You, speaking the stray black cat you found on the side of the road as if she understands a word you’re saying (she seems to be listening rather intently). And Mystery Saja, the demon nowhere to be found.

This is honestly one of the most normal days you’ve had in a while. With the Honmoon sealed, you’re all still adjusting to not having anything to take your anger out on. I mean, what good’s being mad in the first place if you can’t take it out on the demon that just tried to steal that one random girl’s soul, right? You’re obviously not going to take it out on Mystery! He’s different.

You hear a door open and pause in your conversation with your cat, looking over your shoulder to watch Mystery walk in. Of course, you can’t see his eyes through his curtain of lavender bangs, but you know him well enough to know that he’s scanning the place for any potential “danger”.

He pauses when he (you think, anyway) sees the cat.

The entire penthouse goes silent for a moment.

And then there’s a growl. And a bark. The cat hisses, puffing up like one of the charcoal-black balloons from Mira’s birthday (don’t ask).

The commotion startles Derpy. Suddenly, Sussie is flying around with a slice of pizza twice her size like she’s being chased (she is, by Rumi). The house cat (not the tiger) is hissing and spitting. Mystery’s growling like a nervous dog with rabies.

Zoey’s trying to keep Derpy from moving, telling him that she’s “not done interrogating him”. Mira’s somehow manifested a bag of popcorn and is watching the chaos with great interest. And you? Stuck in the middle of it all.

Well, there goes the normal day, you suppose.