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12:00am
[Sleeping]

5:00am
Tarot blinked sleepily as her alarm went off. She wormed an arm out from her nest of covers to slap at it and yawned. Shedding blankets, a cat plushie, and a cat, her necklace jingled as she hopped out of bed and tried shoving her blankets around in some semblance of order. Sev would be getting home from work soon, but Tarot was pretty much on her own anyway. Sev always slept 'til around noon once he got off work.
"Tarot? I'm home!" Severus dropped his keys on the end table by the door and headed to the kitchen and found Tarot at the table eating a bowl of cereal. "Hey kiddo." He ruffled her hair on his way to the fridge to grab a bottle of water. Tarot gave him one of her small smiles. "Hey, Sev." Severus smiled tiredly at her over his water bottle before heading to his room.
Tarot finished her breakfast and managed to stretch up high enough to tip the bowl into the sink. She ran back to her room to grab an empty backpack before heading outside.

1:00pm
Tarot lay on her belly in the living room, kicking her feet against the floor in a bored manner while she colored. She got to see the sun come up, found a nice rock and the wildflowers she'd picked were sitting on the coffee table waiting to shoved in a glass of water. The rest of her morning had been spent finding a decent outfit, introducing her new rock to the rest of her collection, playing with the cat, practicing reading and writing, drawing with chalk outside, and drawing with paper and crayons inside. And, of course, meditation. Tarot was probably the only toddler in the world who not only could sit quietly for long periods of time, but liked it!
Now Tarot was waiting for Sev to wake up. She could hear him moving around in his room, running the water and getting ready to take a shower. She sighed, impatient, and went back to coloring, a small scowl on her face. He had promised to take her out to the mall today, and she was ready to go!
Sev finally emerged from his room, black hair wet and green eyes turning apologetic as he spotted the unhappy toddler. "Sorry Tarot, I didn't mean to sleep that extra hour!" The only response he got was Tarot staring. That little girl could have some unnerving eyes when she turned all her focus on you. The silence lengthened, and still no response. Finally he threw his hands in the air. "Alright! Extra time in the bookstore! Happy?" Tarot smiled and clapped her hands together. That more than made up for Sev causing her to wait! She got up and dragged him into the kitchen, pointing to demand he feed her before they left.

5:00pm
The front door opened and Tarot ran inside, followed by Sev. She headed towards her room, needing to meditate and be alone for awhile after being around so many people, while Sev headed to the kitchen to get dinner started.
The mall had been both fun and horrid! That hour spent in various clothes stores was particularly bad! Sev had tried to get Tarot to wear something other than goth or punk, or at least something other than black! She point-blank refused and had to have a tantrum to put an end to the discussion.
Going to the bookstore was her favorite part. If Tarot had her way she'd live in a bookstore! They smelled great and were always quiet. And even though she was still learning, Tarot loved to read! They had spent a good hour, mabye more, just hanging out in the aisles and looking through the books.
They wandered through the rest of the stores in the mall to see if there was anything interesting or on sale. On the way home they stopped at the grocery store to restock on a few essential items.
Severus had just finished cooking dinner and called for Tarot. After shouting, "Come on, Tarot, food," several times he gave up and just forcibly relocated her to the table. Getting her to eat took a bit of coaxing since she spent half the meal pouting.

7:00pm
Tarot was still sulking from the earlier injustice of being carried out of her room. After eating she moved restlessly throughout the house, trying to find a spot to settle down in. She kept it up for a couple hours, but had no luck. With nowhere else to go she took her pouting outside and was currently wandering through one of her favorite spots. Outside there were pockets of trees that she thought of as mini forests, and made great places to explore! She could, and did, spend hours out there, scrambling over exposed tree roots and giant rock formations and wading through tall grass. The sun was just starting to go down, and fireflies were coming out. This was one of Tarot's favorite times of day, and she'd stay out until Sev came to get her before he had to leave for work. Which is exactly what she did, finding a comfy rock to settle down on and almost falling asleep as she watched the twinkling lights move through the trees.

9:00pm
Tarot had forgiven Sev by the time he found her, enough to not mind his nagging for her to brush her teeth and to let him tuck her in before he left for work. She was burrowed under her covers with her favorite cat plushie. Sev's cat, Houdini, curled up in the middle of the blanket pile, right on top of her legs. Slowly Tarot drifted off to sleep.

Tarot wandered around the arcade for about ten minutes trying to find the quietest spot in the building so she could concentrate. There wasn’t one. All the kids and adults that filled the building didn’t seem to notice her or even each other. It was like they were living zombies or something, which wouldn’t have bothered Tarot at all in any other surrounding.
Rude wasn’t helping either. It didn’t seem to have any clue about what was going on, and was just following Tarot, asking, “WHATSTHAT?!,” every ten to twenty seconds. It didn’t seem to bother it that Tarot never answered either.
“I quit,” Tarot finally declared, plopping down in a corner and crossing her arms. The noise was so distracting that she couldn’t get any kind of reading at all! She might as well as been normal for all the good her powers did her in this place. Normal, ugh! Rude started freaking out and waving around in front of her. “Nonocantquitgottafindthesomethingnownownow!!” Out of habit Tarot tried using her stare, but when Rude just kept repeating itself she sighed through her nose and tried to use the ‘normal’ reaction; speaking. “What am I supposed to be looking for?” Rude paused and stuck its tongue to its eye, wiggling the tip up and down as it concentrated the hardest it ever had in its life! “Idunno,” it finally said, “butIbetchaitsshinysupershinyheresomewhere! WHATSTHAT?!” While Rude oogled a few bouncy balls behind the prize counter, Tarot was left to wonder which would win a memory contest: Rude or a goldfish.
The odd pair resumed their search. Tarot was looking for something shiny, but that was like looking for hay in a haystack. There was shiny stuff everywhere, as Rude was constantly pointing out! They’d combed the first level and were now going through the second. Giant ponds were set at random in the floor and housed a large assortment of water fowl. It was at this point that Rude left Tarot on her own to go stare at the birds, which suited Tarot fine. The creature was getting on her last nerves!
Tarot had just started her search when the familiar sound of Rude’s shrieks filled the air. “BADBADBADBADBADBADBADBADBAD!!!” Rude came zooming into view, spotted Tarot, and made a beeline for her. “Meanwhitethinghadashinywantedtolookwhitethingchasingmenowscarygirlhelp!!!” Rude collided with Tarot and hid behind her. She was about to ask what the heck it was talking about when a large and very angry goose came running into view, honking and flapping its wings in an agitated manner. Tied around its slender neck was a bright gold key. Tarot blinked, unperturbed at the goose bearing down on them, pointing and turning her head to ask Rude, “That’s shiny, is that what we’re looking for?” Rude peeked over her shoulder. “Yesyesveryshinymabyeitiscarygirlgetitmakewhitethinggoawaynow!!”
The goose was only a handful of feet away now and seemed to realize the annoying creature had an ally. That didn’t matter, he would strike fear into the heart of this little creature too! He reared up and flapped his mighty wings to show how powerful he was! The little creature just stared at him. His awesome might must have been too much for her to bear and now she was paralyzed with fear! How magnificent he was!
Meanwhile, Tarot was slowly creeping forward. The goose seemed to think he had won the battle and began preening himself. Tarot inched closer. Right as the goose looked up she pounced! The goose panicked and began frantically flapping his wings to dislodge the attacker. Tarot clung, upside down, to the goose, one hand circled around the base of his neck as she desperately tried to hold on while the other groped blindly for the key. The goose tried to angle his neck down to n** at her hand.
Tarot had had enough! As the goose looked down she grabbed his beak, so much easier to hold on to than the slippery feathers, and looked him square in the eyes. “Enough,” she growled. The goose felt his whole body freeze. It was like he was a gosling again and staring into the eyes of a big, hungry cat. He instantly went limp, hoping the mighty hunter would spare him. Tarot dropped to the ground and stood up, keeping a hold on the goose’s beak and maintaining eye contact while she reached for the key. A thin bit of string was all that held the key in place and Tarot easily broke it.
She held the key firmly in her hand and released the goose. “Scram.” The goose was only too happy to comply, running back to his pond and praying the mighty hunter wouldn’t follow!