Viktor sat in the library sipping on a nice rum. It had a rough week so it was good to realx some for the old wolf.

"Master!! It's my turn now! a voice squeaked

Viktor looked down at his feet. there, three young heartless ones sat around.
A goden brown one that reminded him about toffee, hence, his name was toffee.

A champagne coloured one from France named after the bubbly drink.

And finally, a young female named Smultron, the Swedish word for wild strawberry.

Viktor had been scratching the latter under the chin for some time. much to Champagne's dismay.

"Champ, you were petted earlier. You have to wait" Smultron said with a grin and stuck her tongue out.

"But it has been long enough now, right master?" Champagne looked up to Viktor.

Viktor put his rum glass down and had some coffee.

"If i'm not mistaken, it's Toffee's turn", Viktor said to a muchj wide eyed Champagne.

"Nah, Nah, Don't worry about me master. You can pet me later" Toffee said and laid back down slightly.

"See, See! You can pet me now!!" Champagne bounced on his spot.

"Geez, such impatience" Smultron sighed.

"If that's ok with you Toffee" Viktor said with a smile and began to scratch Champagne's chun, eliciting a happy purr from him.

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