"Lord Dumpling has turned into a little dirty cat," Zhou Li said, squatting down to hold Tuanzi on his lap and patting the fallen leaves off her.
"Lord Dumpling just needs to turn into Little Cat Food and then back again, and she'll be all clean!" Tuanzi declared.
"Then go on, transform," Zhou Li said.
"Lord Dumpling doesn't want to transform," Tuanzi said. "Lord Dumpling doesn't mind being dirty at all. Lord Dumpling doesn't get parasites; only you humans and ordinary cats get those tiny, tiny parasites."
"...Then you're not allowed on the bed or the sofa, and I won't hold you."
"MEOW!"
Tuanzi wriggled out of Zhou Li's arms and, with a whoosh, transformed, accompanied by her own indistinct sound effects.
"TA-DA! Little Cat Food!"
"TA-DA! Clean bird!"
"...You're so childish."
Zhou Li picked Tuanzi up and started walking back, his right little finger hooked around a plastic bag containing the small fish.
With his steps, the small fish swayed back and forth.
