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[littleonewhosteals]

"Mama!" Rags asks, coming bursting into her kitchen at a very ungodly sort of hour. He skids to a stop when he spots that she's not around.

"Mom! Mother! Mama! Kaasan!." He opens the fridge and takes out a muffin he had left inside there when he visited the day before. The rest of the household was out for the day, shopping or working or at school, but Trixie, too uncomfortable to travel far, is always home.

"I brought you something!" he calls out, mouth full of muffin.

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[littleonewhosteals]

Rags only takes from tourists, and only assholes at that. It's not a tight code, but it's a code all the same. However, there's nothing in the world that would get him to go against his mother's wishes.

"Yeah, alright," he laughs. "You got a list?"