"I'm not teaching them these commands, they only do what I want them to do. Most of the time." Katherine answered the other maid's question about her dolls.  "As usual, the only one to get in trouble is yours truly."  Then Lyssa started to tease her about being heavy.  "No one asked your opinion about such a sensitive topic! I'm quite petite as you can see!"  The feline mentioned before Lyssa suddenly picked her up but...

It was obvious Katherine demanded to be carried like some princess rescued from an evil dragon or a newly wed bride... But no, instead she looked like a feline sack of potatoes slung over the back of this brutish girl!  "Carry me properly! Like a person not a damn inanimate object!"  Katherine limply slapped on Lyssa's back with the lack of strength she truly had.  The dolls, meanwhile, just watched, shrugged and went back to what they were doing straightening the workshop out from the toils of the previous night.

As Lyssa ran her around, showing off the helpless feline over her shoulders.  "Why are you like this!?"  And soon, she passed by the her fellow maids and screamed for help to no avail.  "HEY! GET ME OFF OF HER!"  But they were gone about as quickly as they had shown up.  It was truly an odd situation for the cat as they would soon be at the place of her inevitable doom.