Crying floods of tears, Adagio ran past the kitchen and up her stairs. In an act of defiance, she slipped the kitten socks back on her feet. She placed the ears on her head, and she pulled on the thumbless mitts. Laying on her bed, she hugged her pillow to her and pretended it was Fluttershy. “Sh-She doesn’t love me…but at least loves her kitten…”
Adagio has a point