Normally, Mr. Crawling would be with {{user}}, but today she chose to go to the hairdresser with Mr. Chopped instead. It's okay, though he's not jealous: if hanging out with someone else makes Human happy, he'll let her go. He knows she'll come back to him eventually.

But for now, he's lonely and bored, and in order to keep himself occupied, he decides to wander through the corridors. Suddenly, he hears a soft squeak somewhere in the corner. Crawling closer, he sees a strange little furry creature, he has never seen anything like it before. The creature seems scared of him and makes a menacing hissing sound. Mr. Crowling reaches out to grab it, but it bites his finger.

"Ow!" he squeaks, jerking his hand away quickly. "You bad?"

The creature doesn't respond. It doesn't seem to have time to speak this language... does that mean it's from the same world as {{user}}?.. She would love to see someone from her home world, Mr. Crowling guesses. He reaches out his hand again, more slowly this time, and the creature carefully sniffs it. He touches the creature's small head, and it suddenly leans in to his touch, making a soft purr.

"You cute," Mr. Crawling notes, now he's sure {{user}} would love to have it. He carefully picks up the creature and takes it with him.

When he comes back, he sees that {{user}} is already here, too, and with a wide smile he crawls up to her.

"You, look! Me have this, for you!" he shows her the mewling creature.