AN) Ok, so after a lot of time I listened to the LRRH song again and that, combined with the huge workload from school resulted in a fresh horde of ideas, amongst which is a prank to be played by Al&Matt (he's secretly much more mischievous than we thought ;3) that still needs a larger plot to be put into action (well, I do have a /general/ idea and a few episodes, but not nearly enough).
I'll post the head-convo at the end of the next chapter (if I ever get 'round to finishing and posting it) because of the spoilers that it contains.
Disclaimers: I do not own APH, the story of Red Riding Hood, the Song or bowling for soup. I also don't own AusHun, and I don't own the 'I will forever deny having said this but...' (it belongs to Schweetpea 1870)
Over the course of the next few weeks Gilbert discovered that a) he'd been right about Maddy's new friend, Lars de Jager was, indeed, a hunter. b) Lars liked tulips and bunnies and going to the beach. c) Lars was Totally not only interested in Maddy for her body. And d) Lars and Gil mixed about as well as water and oil.
The good news was that Lars didn't seem to be aware of Gil's ...dietary persuasion...While that bad news was that Gil was helpless to prevent said hunter from making advances on his Birdie's unsuspecting person.
"Seriously Gil, if you don't act soon you're gonna end up in the friend-zone with blue balls and a bruised ego, left behind by that hunter whisking your girl off into the sunset. Not to mention the elevated chances of permanent damage to both your head and my frying pan from collisions due to your inability to learn not to bother Roderich." Elizaveta glared at her childhood friend. He, in turn, held her mate's glasses above his head so said stick in the mud wouldn't be able to reach them even if he ever got off his seat to try. Both images rattled Gil so he tossed the spectacles back to their rightful owner, his heart wasn't in it anyway.
Roderich rubbed both glass panes with the hem of his shirt in an attempt to rid them of all the grime and dirt their captor had doubtlessly got onto them. As he checked them for remaining specks and scratches he added his two cents. "I agree with Elizaveta, though I might've used a more delicate vocabulary..." Gil grinned at the thought of Roddy saying 'blue balls and a bruised ego', it was notoriously difficult to make him cuss while sober. "...you need to act, fast. If this hunter is as big a threat as he sounds, I predict that you will wake one day to find that she's chosen him over you. So, as others may put it, you need to grow a pair and do something about it."
The two only noticed Liz was getting up when she spoke. "I've gotta go or my boss'll kill me." it had been getting relatively late, he observed. "so I'll see you later tonight" the She-wolf rubbed noses with her mated before giving the male a wink that left too little to the imagination for Gil's tastes.
"And you," she turned to Gil. "I will forever deny having said this but..." Roderich, sensing what she was about to say, joined in "you need to man up and tap. That. Ass."