It was just another day for Academy City's most annoying level 0- sorry, most lovable genius who had yet to apply for her [i]real[/i] level.

Beatrix exited the store, carefully balancing several large bags in her small arms, and clearly not struggling to walk with her view obstructed at all. Inside the bags were large, stuffed toys, perfect for cuddling into at night. Or having tea parties with. Or practising conversations. Not that Bea ever did any of those things! She was just an avid collector!

One of the bags balanced atop several others slipped from its perch, onto the floor below, causing the girl to grumble in frustration. Why the hell were these things so hard to carry?! That stupid shop should supply her with a mule or something! How the hell did they expect someone of her status to just carry all this by herself, anyway?!"

Setting the rest down on the floor, Beatrix tried to balanced her items into one big pile, but they stubbornly refused to comply this time. Carrying this alone was definitely impossible, after all. She'd need a servant. At least there was plenty around!

"Hey! Someone carry my stuff for me!" Beatrix barked an order at the general populace. Who, as usual, avoided eye contact and hurried away. Just what the hell was their problem, anyway?! Ignoring her like that...

...Maybe it was her tone? No, impossible, her voice was too perfect for it to be an issue. Everyone else was just mean.