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A Tooka Clone Saturnalia Celebration
’Twas the night before Saturnalia, all was quite in the Tooka Clone household.
Nothing stirring, all being quiet. Unfortunately for the felines, nothing to chase, not even a mouse droid to play with, total silence! Perhaps later? Those mice having a chaser?
Alas, right now, all of them sleeping soundly in the warmth of the cuddle piles while snoring ever so proudly.
Having been busy at work, helping their Jedi keepers in prepping for the celebration. Meaning watching over the Hoomans but of course. Making sure everything was done correctly. As usually without supervision the Hoomans worked poorly. At least in the Tookas opinion they did.
The decor set perfectly, those colourful balls hung around the tree great for playing with. The tinsel chewable and the traditional decorative tree itself a good place for playing hide and seek in, around and under. the presents set beneath to be opened only the very next morning (the wrappings torn asunder). With lots of goodies for the Tookas to be surprised with (not really but that was the idea behind it).
Those presents though, neat as the packaging totally was, tempting to be destroyed with their sharp shiny claws, that would have to wait until the next morning and so, what remained to be heard was the totally loud snoring.
The Tooka Clones sleeping and dreaming, running and chasing mice. The felines happy and certainly being never naughty. At least, not until after the holidays. And so, in their minds, they were always being nice.
A happy household for the kitties, that was the gist, the Jedi making sure of it. Their animals always well kept, especially during this time of the season, the holiday of Saturnalia. As without great food and gifts, it would simply be treason!