Octavius sighed for the hundredth time.
Where in the world could that loud cowboy had disappeared to, it was if Jedediah was either hiding or avoiding him.
It was a few hours until sunrise when the General decided to head back to his Diorama for a little shut eye.
Opening the door to his personal chamber he was greeted by quite a surprising sight .
Jedediah wearing one of his "skirts" as the cowboy would like to call it and posing in front of a mirror.
Octavius nearly fainted at the sight of the handsome young man.
"Jed?! W-what are you doing?"
Turning around quickly the cowboy lowered his hands in a futile attempt to cover himself.
"Oh, I uh.. Uh I just…"
Jedediah went quiet for a few seconds trying to think of a way to save himself.
"Just wanted to know why you Romans find these here skirts so dang comfy.
I gotta say 'der you're sure one girly guy Octy."
Octavius blinked.
Did he just try to insult the General whilst wearing his clothes.
Jedediah realizing his mistakes cursed under his breath and bent over quickly grabbing his clothes.
Octavius felt his mouth go dry as he slowly crossed the room stopping inches from Jedediah.
"Jed.. Wait.."
The cowboy stood up and blushed at how close the General was.
"W-what are-"
Octavius grinned and closed the gap, gently pressing his lips against Jedediah's
"Maybe I should show you how "girly" we Romans are."