Crazy Cat Men of Liberty
WHO: Two Insane Cat Men (aka Gilbert and Francis)
WHEN: Just after Lunch on Sunday, February 13th
WHERE: ...The Pet Store.
WHAT: After a fight with a certain Russian Ex, Gilbert finds himself absolutely livid. Francis uses Gilbert's greatest weakness.
"Gilbert- Gilbert! Mon ami!" Francis had been trying to yank his arm away from his room mate slash friend slash insane albino for the greater part of the last half hour. This attempt had been vain, of course, and the Prussian had managed to drag him away from the cafe (missing one credit card) and into a mall. He was certain, by this point, that Gilbert had no real plan of attack by this point- and he seemed to be wandering aimlessly. The colour of red his face had turned almost as red as the colour of his eyes- and Francis had been admittedly scared between the bickering.
He had almost run of ideas by that point, but then he heard a few high-pitched yapping noises and his head immediately turned towards them. Blinking at the pet store they were quickly walking by, Francis finally dug in his heels and grabbed Gilbert's arm, yanking him to a stop and pointing.
Forcibly taking the Prussian's head and turning it, Francis grinned. "Gilbert! Look! Cute things!"
WHEN: Just after Lunch on Sunday, February 13th
WHERE: ...The Pet Store.
WHAT: After a fight with a certain Russian Ex, Gilbert finds himself absolutely livid. Francis uses Gilbert's greatest weakness.
"Gilbert- Gilbert! Mon ami!" Francis had been trying to yank his arm away from his room mate slash friend slash insane albino for the greater part of the last half hour. This attempt had been vain, of course, and the Prussian had managed to drag him away from the cafe (missing one credit card) and into a mall. He was certain, by this point, that Gilbert had no real plan of attack by this point- and he seemed to be wandering aimlessly. The colour of red his face had turned almost as red as the colour of his eyes- and Francis had been admittedly scared between the bickering.
He had almost run of ideas by that point, but then he heard a few high-pitched yapping noises and his head immediately turned towards them. Blinking at the pet store they were quickly walking by, Francis finally dug in his heels and grabbed Gilbert's arm, yanking him to a stop and pointing.
Forcibly taking the Prussian's head and turning it, Francis grinned. "Gilbert! Look! Cute things!"