[He was going to eat it himself, but alright, he'll give it to the cats. He holds the can of spam out of Kuroko's reach while he finds the knives. He pulls one out of the basket with a confused look. How solid is spam that you need a knife and can't just eat it out of the can with a fork? A weird substance.]
So how many cats are there? Like, there's at least ten of them every time you go somewhere...
[He sits at the table and jabs the knife in the spam. Cutting it into cubes will be a difficult task. The kittens look on, mewling.]
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So how many cats are there? Like, there's at least ten of them every time you go somewhere...
[He sits at the table and jabs the knife in the spam. Cutting it into cubes will be a difficult task. The kittens look on, mewling.]