Kitty was walking around V tower at the dark of night, a backwards music box playing as it strolled, waiting for any commands that might be thrown at it. It grown respect for Vox lately...after awhile it bumped into Vox, It tumbled down. In a panic and rush of confusion, It frantically got up and stared up at Vox. It bowed to Vox to show it was sorry. It's music box became a frantic "pop goes the weasel" to show it's level of panic and embarrassment.