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Klaus rarely had a favorite anything. Upon being asked, Klaus hated all things with a burning passion that often manifested in nothing other than a deep frown. Other than his secretive, not so secretive, love of all things pink, plush, and cute, he had few things that made him happy. Breakfast was a big one, but he wasn’t going to count her, since she was in a league of her own. Among the buns few favorite things, o...

Of all the places that Breakfast could have taken him, it had to be the place that Klaus enjoyed the least. A festival in Burrowgatory, and something during the summer to top it off. Klaus on a good day didn’t do well with people. Pair that with a mountain of noise, constant brushing of fur on fur, and the sheer amount of color, he wanted to return quickly to bed. But, after arriving at his office, the pink bundle of energy wouldn’t leave until she had a dat...