#dixfides

Nero rubbed his eyes and wiggled his claws idly as he listened to the noise. Getting up, he crawled out from the shelf and furrowed his brow, that certainly wasn’t where he was last... NO time to think about that however! Juice boxes were not far away! Oooh yes~ Apple seemed like a perfect wake-up drink! Reaching on the shelf for the ‘juicebox’, Nero jabbed a claw into the carton with the apple upon it.  huh...  It trickled down his arm in rivulets, leaning, he tried to stick out his tongue and catch some while he continued to curl those busy claws and tug the juice down. It dropped at his feet with an unsatisfactory thud. Picking it up, he put his lips to the open puncture and drank until he had a belly ache. People walked around him, wide around him, but that never bothered the boy; it wasn’t his problem they couldn’t figure out how to open the juice. Full now, Nero puffed, he wanted some one he could recognize but every one here was a stranger...