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It was a dark stormy nite rain poured heavily from the sky. The wind howled through the trees as a figure from one's nite-mares flys past the translucent face. The chill in the air was enough to send a shiver down the spine as people rushed inside for warmth.

Or so wished the fifteen year old who walked down the streets of Gotham city. Reality it was a bright warm sunny day. She growled at the idea of sun. She didn't hate it quite like Linn did, but still it made her growly for other reasons.

It was of the time of day that the teen should have been in school. But it had closed early, do to a fire in the lunch room. One of the newer workers clearly didn't know how to cook. But then caffateria food wasn't exactly safe to begin with.

With her backpack slung over one shoulder she walked down the street. Her stomach growled. She hadn't eaten since ealier that morning. Toast with jelly and an egg sunny side up. But that was ealier now it was nearly two in the afternoon. The time when in school that Kit normally got her lunch. Which usually sneaking off the grounds and home for lunch, or to a local hotdog vendor. Today it was the latter and as always Kit would get her 'discount'.

A mew suddenly came to her ears. Then followed by the presence of a orange 'tiger' kitten on her shoulder. "Hey Regit. What do you say we get us some lunch?" She asked him. He mewed his reply to her. Together the pair set off dodging a few people in the streets. Then Kit saw her 'prey'

Her pace quickened as she moved towards the cart. It was one of the vendors who was wise to Kit's ways and didn't like her. She tormented him for that reason. Kit managed to reach the cart without being seen behind a few other people. She watched silent, as he made two hotdogs for a few paying customers. When he held them out to the pair. Kit slipped in snatching the hotdogs from the man's hand leaving a crisp five dollar bill on the counter. "You stupid brat!" He yelled after her as she ran away. A few other words left his lips. Ones to rude to repeat. "At least I payed for once big guy!" Kit hissed. The couple looked shocked at what had just gone on. "I don't want your darn money brat! I want you in prison!!" He yelled. Kit laughed hearing it but when on. She'd been there done that. Got the orange with her name on it to prove it.

With hotdogs in hand she ate the bread off one and offred Regit the hotdog. The tiger kitten quickly grabbed it in his paws and ate it while perched on his girl's shoulder. Kit smiled and ate her hotdog. "It's not fast food if you don't have to be fast to get it." She joked. Regit mewed in her ear.
Slowly now, Kit walked down the street she and her feline friend enjoying their meal.