He just smirked, and feed it to him, making a mess of his face. In the bowl was a mix of jellies and honey, bound to be very sweet and sticky. He smiled as he took the spoon out saying, "Woops, did my finger just touch the tempory boost button. My mistake." The current died down as soon as his finger was off the button, returning to normal.

Denieru was not stupid though, he knew he did it on purpose. The neko continued to eat as much as he could; he was starved. But he soon relaxed, enjoying the taste of whatever he was eating. It tasted a lot better than what he was often fed before he was bought, that was for sure.

Zack smiled and got another spoonful holding it up near him. "Open up wide for the spoon," He teased, treating him like a toddler. "Time to eat, woops," He said poking the spoon against his cheek, spilling it all over his cheek, nose, and lips.

Denieru felt like hissing, but he knew that would be a big mistake if he did so. Though he could not wait to be out of the box so he could use his hands again. The neko continued to eat; and he was sort of known for lashing out at the Masters if they did or said certain things. See he was given one trait. Independence. And most Masters liked nekos that didn't act like a robot.

(Getting to know more about Denieru. His dislikes.)

He smiled, and kept spoonfeeding him until the bowl was empty. "Your face is a mess," He said with a grin. "Maybe I should let you out of this box so you can take a bath and clean it? How about it, do you want me to let you out of the box?"

The neko could not argue against that as he slowly nodded the best he could. "Yes Master; I would like that very much." Denieru spoke with his voice sounding sincere; with a hint of begging too.

His face was covered in sticky food causing him to smile, "Hmm, maybe if you were to say it a little nicer. Maybe if you beg a little, I might decide to let you out, hmm," He asked, looking at him with a grin, hinting at what he wanted.

Denieru put on what was possibly the cutest yet most desperate looking face as he looked up at his Master. "Please Master, please let me out to wash Master. " He whimpered and whined.

He smiled and said, "Fine. I'll let you out. Only so, I get to wash you clean." He then reached down, and unhooked the box, opening the top. He then reached in, gripping his sides as he pulled him off the massive toy, and up into his arms.

Denieru felt relief when he was being let out of the box; however he wanted to make it clear he was able to stand. And he did so. It was strange for a neko to be wired the way he was but every Master wanted a few nuances. "Yes Master." He said, taking one last look at the room around him.