Theme #10: Cat Ears

Francis enjoys all sorts of holidays. Each one, no matter how big or how small, is a chance to decorate, be festive, and celebrate the day (and often the night) away.

Arthur on the other hand detests more or less every holiday. Most are far too loud, too obnoxious, too inconvenient (For getting smashed and having a hangover the next day is far from convenient) and often times too expensive.

Though with most things there is always at least one exception.

"Do not touch this." Arthur said to Francis as he points to a large bowl of various sweets set on the small table near the front door. "It's for the children."

"I wouldn't dream of it~" The Frenchman replies airily. Though Arthur knows better. Everyone has their vices, and aside from fashion, hair-care products, fine cuisine and sex, Francis' is his love for chocolate.

Seeing his boyfriend's less than convinced expression, the long-haired blonde placed his hand to his forehead, feigning hurt.

"Oh knock it off you over reactive git." The Brit chastised, a slight hint of amusement in his voice. "Here, put these one." And he tossed to him what he was referring to.

"Cat ears?"

"Yes?"

"I have to wear these?"

"Yes, with a decent amount of clothing."

"This is all you could come up with? Really mon cher?"

Arthur leveled a glare at the other, positioning his own pair atop his perpetually messy hair.

"After last year I wont trust you to wear anything the least bit scandalous, Francis. Cat ears and fully clothed. End of discussion. This is a kid centered holiday after all, the least you could do is stay decent."

Francis only Shrugged, placing his in his blonde locks.

"Whatever you say, but either way you cannot deny that you enjoyed yourself last year~"

/OOO/

"Happy Halloween!" Arthur called to the last children of the evening as the dashed away from his house, giddy and excited by yet another piece of sweet bounty. With a contented sigh the Brit switches off the porch light and places the now empty candy bowl in the near-by kitchen. As he is about to walk back out into the living room though, he finds himself stopped in front of the large double-doored, stainless-steel refrigerator (That Francis, ace chef, just had to have) and gave himself a once over. Reflected back at him was a image of a 20 something year old gentleman with lopsided cat ears. With a light chuckle he reaches up to adjust them (For Halloween only comes once a year, best to bask in it just a little longer, yes?) and as he does so he startles a bit as a second pair of cat ears slink up behind him, wrapping arms around his waist and head resting on his shoulder.

"Bounjour mon petit chaton~" A heavily accented voice mumbles into his ear seductively, tinging his face pink with blush.

"And where the hell have you been all evening?" Arthur asks with a huff, half-heartedly trying to pull away, which only causes the Frenchman to tighten his hold on his catch.

"I was just upstairs, taking a little cat nap~"

To this Arthur rolled his eyes. "Really frog?"

"Oui, but I am no frog." He says as he turns the Brit so that they are facing each other. One hand placed on the shorter man's hip and the other gesturing to the pair cat ears. "And you, for tonight, are no longer un petit lapin."

"You really are a git" Arthur sighed, a smile tugging at his lips. He reaches up to adjust the Frenchman's ears. "Happy Halloween, love"

Francis smiles at the other, leaning in to steal a chaste kiss. "Care to join me for another cat nap, cheri?"

And the Brit blushes and smirks as he is lead to the stairs and up them. He had a funny feeling that this 'Cat nap' wouldn't involve that much napping at all.

/OOO/

Ok, I'm sorry that this took so long and that it sorta sucks. School started and...well...I had no clue what to do for freaking cat ears. Reviews anyway?