A trio of adults dressed in khaki shorts, jeans, and green caps walked together along the Zoo grounds each carrying pieces of film equipment. As the group trotted along, the youngest one placed his load on the ground near some stray bushes. With an exasperated sigh, he leaned on a nearby rail as the sun's rays beat down from above, drops of sweat dripped off his forehead profusely. Exhausted, he pulled his collar out and let out a loud sigh as he used his cap to fan himself off.
The short, stoutly one leading them with a lighting fixture over his shoulder glanced back as he heard his sigh. He gestured him to get up with his free hand, sweat marks were visible on his uniform. "The faster we get this done, the faster we can leave! We've got to beat the rain before the gear gets soaked back there." He said annoyed as he watched his other companion gently place his camera down earning him a scowl as well.
The Young Employee held up his hand apprehensively. He wiped off some sweat on his forehead, placed his cap back on, then glared down at tarp with a tired expression. Without a word, quietly picked it up and started to walk ahead. But not before muttering a curse under his breath as he walked further away from the two employees ambling behind him.
The Lanky Employee groaned at his co-worker. "At least he doesn't have something expensive in his hands." He gripped the camera handle tightly and let it hang at his leg.
The Stoutly One silently glared at him knowingly before he held it higher to his waist.
"I don't trust him...One of our crowbars went missing." He stated glancing ahead sternly.
The Lanky Employee replied with little enthusiasm. "And you think he did it?"
The Stoutly Employee nodded but remained silent as they left. Unbeknownst to them, one of the bushes started to rustle wildly revealing three animals emerging from their hiding spot; a Mouse, a Mongoose and a Jackal. The Yellow Mongoose watched the group leave intently.
"Looks like the coast is clear," Tali stated as the mouse glared down in the direction of the bear exhibit.
"Were you listening? They're coming back." Mike said calmly while looking back in the direction of the bear exhibit from afar.
Clyde rose his brow inquisitively. "You're small, hiding comes naturally to you."
Mike shook his head dismissively. "Can't risk it. I'll follow you guys till they're done."
Tali walked past the duo, peering down the path ahead and gestured them forward with a wave of her paw as the pair followed her across the grounds, walking along the walls.
"Tal, Something's been bugging me," Mike stated while staring at the ground.
She didn't respond. Instead, she focused on peering around the corner of a wall prudently before waving them to walk again, Mike continued regardless.
"What kind of mother doesn't name their child?" He said sourly crossing his arms. He shook his head and stared at Tali. She hadn't turned around, still focused on acting as a lookout but his quick glance made him narrow his eyes. Her tail had drooped slightly, her small paws clenched to her side...
His blue eyes widened. "Shit! No-I...I meant her, you know that. It...Doesn't sit well with me is all...Mac didn't even have a name before. You aren't bothered by that?" He scratched his head and looked away with a dour expression.
She briefly glanced back at him with a frustrated expression as her nose twitched. "It crossed my mind...It's neglectful, to say the least." She stated curtly as her brow narrowed.
She glanced at a nearby sign, a small, a Gray-furred animal hanging on a branch was illustrated in it. She gave a quick nod to herself. It wasn't too far from their next stop.
"I can only fathom she hadn't due to his age, but he's not that much younger than his brothers. They're at least two years apart."
Clyde scowled while spitting into a nearby bush. "Two years?! " He exclaimed.
"Without a name? Seriously, what a bi-"
Tali stopped in place, she turned her head and leered at the Jackal menacingly.
"Respect the dead, Clyde." She said in a low tone.
Clyde looked away with narrowed eyes, silently staring at the ground as the mongoose shook her head dismissively. He dug his paws in the ground bitterly.
Tali gestured them to keep following her as they continued their trek.
"Still...You have to admit it's...questionable." Mike said as he pulled his whiskers awkwardly. He narrowed his eyes pensively.
"Can we stop talking for a bit?" She asked.
"Have you thought up any better names for the others?" He asked.
Tali stopped immediately, she knelt her head down pensively with a firm look. Her purple eyes narrowed tightly.
Clyde shook his head dismissively looking up at the sky. "Idiiiiot." He stated under his breath.
Mike fiddled with his whiskers as his brow narrowed.
"I'll shut up. I'm sorry."
"Douglas." Her tone grew sombre.
"I haven't been able to think about anymore after that."
Clyde shut his eyes tightly and continued to trail behind them making a small gap between them. His tail dipped lower to the ground slowly as he started dragging his heels along the path.
He needed to change the subject.
"So...anyone notice this shitty weather? It ain't getting any better. " He gripped. Unfortunately, no one acknowledged his claim. Not that he minded...It made things easier.
"Sorry...For what it's worth, you're taking care of them well for a first timer. Minus a few hiccups."
Tali peered at a familiar sign ahead of them and sighed. Stopping briefly with her back turned to them. She glanced over her shoulder calmly with a hard, doubtful look.
Mike nodded approvingly with a knowing glance as he rose his thumb up.
She slowly turned her head and peered ahead at the exhibit ahead of them and scoffed. Her stern expression turned into a soft, reassuring smile. "Thanks." She replied.
"No problem, Buttercup." He clicked his tongue cheekily.
"You're pushing it." Her brow furrowed and her tone went flat.
The mouse chuckled softly at her reply. "Just making sure you're good." He rose his paw up apprehensively, then scratched his stomach absently before peering behind him. He noticed the large gap between him and Clyde.
"Hey, you lonely back there?" Mike stated aloud purposely with a smirk.
Clyde glowered annoyed at his comment, but it didn't stop their leader from looking behind her.
She leered at him with a firm glare as she narrowed her brow knowingly.
"The longer you wait, the worse it gets." Tali declared.
The Jackal looked away wearily avoiding eye contact. "What if I don't feel like-"
"Uncle!" A low boyish voice said from behind him causing Clyde's spine stiffened in shock.
"Gah, shit!" He exclaimed, jumping back with a freighted expression while the small mongoose ran past him toward Mike. He leaned his head toward the mouse as he hugged the cub while laughing loudly.
"Aha ha! Sup, sport?:" he patted his cheek. "I thought mama told you to wait at home."
The two continued to converse as Tali walked toward the Jackal. She saw his brown eyes shift around restlessly. "I-I can always go back later." He muttered.
She gave a frustrated look as she furrowed her eyes. "You missed an entire day yesterday, you need to make sure everything is fine. You're not living on your own anymore. Despite your gripes with one animal." She rose one finger in emphasis.
He rose his paw apprehensively. "One, and the entire Jackal community," Clyde stated bitterly.
She folded her arms and scoffed. "You still have a place to call home. Believe me, I'd rather have this than a stuffy cage any day. So, get this situation sorted out because I doubt the Wolves are going to be happy about you drowning one of their own."
"Hey, he's still alive..." Clyde proclaimed before looking away placing his paw on his mouth pensively.
"I think."
Tali rose her brow inquisitively before pointing to the exhibit ahead sternly.
The Jackal sighed, then reluctantly started to walk past them toward his home.
"You're lucky. All you have to worry about are your four little bundles of joy." He gave a dry smile.
"Don't get me started." She said with a bitter smirk. "Just get this over with, alright." She folded her arms and gave a hard glare.
"Oh, and by the way, If you don't go your sleeping outside tonight." She added with a sincere smile.
Clyde groaned annoyed and walked past her. "Well, when you put it like that..."
He quickly hopped up on to the rail and looked down, it was about the same amount of activity as yesterday. A few of them were scattered about the area. He even saw the leader chatting with a female wolf from afar. He looked back at the others, they waved backed at him with sincere smiles. He rolled his eyes skeptically.
Better get this over with.
He leapt to a nearby tree landing on a full branch, slowly he made his way down tree jumping from branch to branch before finally lurching onto the base of the tree. He slid down to the bottom of the exhibit with a low sounding thud as he landed. Aside from a few curious looks, no one made any noticeable expressions of disdain at his presence. Clyde looked around prudently, he furrowed his brow. The leader was right in front of the cave with another wolf. He started to calmly walk to the leader as he conversed.
"...The reserves are moderate. We shouldn't need to look for much for a while,"
"And the cubs?" He asked.
"The cubs are healthy, but we're running low on..." She stopped to stare the Black-backed Jackal slowly trying to creep around their leader's back.
"Oi!" She exclaimed calmly.
Clyde's ears rose up briefly in surprise, he smirked awkwardly at the wolf.
She gestured to him to alert the Leader of his presence. He glanced back at the Jackal approaching closer to them and narrowed his eyes at him darkly before stepping toward Clyde.
"Where were you? You ran off yesterday in a huff without a word."
Clyde's eyes narrowed dourly. "Look, I..."
He looked away clenching his teeth, then stared at him blankly before shifting his gaze back to the wall. His eyes glanced behind him above the wall absently as he tried to think. However, as he peered at it, he saw Tali staring down at him from afar; along with Mike and the cub waving casually at him atop the wall.
Oh yeah, guys, real useful. He thought.
The Leader coughed briefly to catch his attention.
"Right...Sorry about yesterday." He pawed at the ground absently.
The leader narrowed his eyes dubiously at the comment with a bewildered expression, tilting his head to the side. "For what?" He asked.
Clyde tilted his head dubiously. Is…is this a test? If I lie will he-
"You have nothing to be sorry for. I've been told what happened. Had you instigated and done something else, it would've been a problem."
Clyde blinked blankly while looking confused. He couldn't believe how…reasonable they were. Clyde gave a happy look before smirking slyly. He started to walk away from the leader toward a tree. "If that's the case-"
The female wolf blocked his path, she had an annoyed expression as she growled at him.
He backed up briefly. That lasted what, two seconds? He furrowed his brow indifferently.
The Leader continued. "That doesn't mean you're getting off scot-free. Don't think I didn't about hear about Bosco's bath." He narrowed his brow sternly.
Clyde chuckled awkwardly as The Leader furrowed his brow annoyed.
"He may be an ass, but he's one of us. That's another strike." He stated sternly with narrowed eyes.
"But..."
"Don't make this a habit, if you're serious about living here, you need to take on some responsibility." The leader stated.
"Fine. But…" He paused briefly having a reluctant look on his face.
The Leader cocked his brow, "What is it?" He asked annoyed.
"Bad timing I know, but could you to let me out this evening..."
The leader furrowed his eyes as the female wolf glared at him.
"Pushing your luck, pup." She stated bluntly.
"I-I've got a date. It's not a problem, mate?" Clyde muttered out, he grinned cheekily.
The Leader's eyes widened as he looked at the wolf beside him. She redirected her glare at him before walking off. He shook his head, it's not like she was the only female.
He turned to Clyde. "Right...Who's the lucky girl?" He asked.
"Her name's Vivi."
His brow narrowed darkly as he glared blankly at him.
Clyde gave a dubious look as he squinted."What?"
The leader was silent, he shook his head. "It's...Nothing. I'll think about it. Now, come on, we've got to teach you something around here."
The wolf walked toward the cave, Clyde took a deep breath and hesitantly followed the leader inside.
From atop the wall, the group watched him enter the den.
"Well, what ya' know, he did it," Mike stated as he hopped off the ledge and onto the paved ground.
"Let's hope he doesn't screw it up," Tali stated bluntly earning a chuckle from the small cub and concerning look from Mike as he rose his brow dubiously.
She shrugged indifferently as her eyes shifted around sharply watching for anyone.
"Why'd you follow us, kid?" Mike asked sternly, tilting his head while raising his brow inquisitively.
The cub yawned into his paw before he spoke. "Ahhh, I was bored, wanted to play with you more. But following you seemed more fun." Mac smirked prideful at his accomplishment.
Tali walked over to him and pinched his cheek. "Sneaky little one." She said with a sly smirk, she sounded pleased as Mac gave a toothy grin.
Mike narrowed his brow meaningfully. We need to talk about favourites later...
"I'm not clumsy as Picklefoot," Mac said earning a confused look from the mouse.
Mike scratched his head confused.
"Snaggletooth, Picklefoot and Snort," Tali stated bluntly referring to cubs.
Mike blinked blankly while staring directly at her with a bewildered look as he shook his head.
"Those are the worst names I've ever heard...This is why your miles ahead of-"
Tali narrowed her brow angrily at him. "I won't repeat myself..."
Mike rose his paw apprehensively before glanced back at the Cub with narrowed eyes and a dour expression. Watch yourself, Captain Obvious. Don't want to scar the kid…
He sighed aloud. "Never mind...Sorry, bud."
"It's ok…I'm...Over it…" Mac smiled, but he could tell he was straining himself.
His eyes drifted to a small pouch around his waist.
"What's that?" Mike asked as he pointed to the bag wanting to get as far away from the topic as possible.
Mac looked at his waist curiously. "Oh, right," He pulled the bag over his head and handed it to Tali. "Mom, this was moving around on the table."
Mike scratched his head dubiously.
"It's a pager," Tali stated as she grabbed the bag and opened it up to pull out a small black device. It barely fit in her paws as glared at. He watched her eyes scan the device intently as she started to mouth out what was on the device. He could barely discern what she was saying aloud: Her purple eyes shifted to him sternly as she put the machine back.
"Mike." She said quietly with a firm expression, he quickly nodded as she started to march ahead with young cub following behind her. As the group silently walked back to the bear exhibit. The mouse kept a leery eye on the Yellow Mongoose suspiciously; her paws clenched tightly as the satchel around her waist swayed. Something about her stride made him dubious, it was slow, almost composed if it weren't for her tail. Usually, it'd be as still as a twig, but it slithered about erratically like a...
She stopped abruptly.
"We're here." She stated bluntly.
Mike peered around her to see the sign with a bear illustration, his temporary home was inches away from them. He started to walk toward the rail.
"Do you need a hand?" She asked as he stood below the rail.
He didn't bother to reply. Instead, he quickly climbed up the small brick wall and latched onto the rail as he slowly pulled himself up. Standing atop the railing he slowly walked over to the nearby tree branch, readying himself for his descent.
She turned to the cub, "Come on, we don't have all day." She stated.
"But I want to say goodbye." The young cub persisted.
His ears perked up at the conversation between the two, Mac quickly waved his paw awkwardly. However, Mike's stomach twinged briefly at the fiery, adamant look she had. It didn't matter how hard Tali was trying to hide it, it looked like she was about to go to war. She glanced back at the mouse as he looked at her with narrowed eyes. He couldn't shake the uneasy feeling he had as she stared back at him...
Something's off…
He shook his head dismissively then turned to the small cub with a smile.
"Hey…Stay safe, kiddo." He said as he hopped off the rail and into a nearby tree. The cub cocked his brow dubiously, his eyes fell on the adult Mongoose. She was distracted looking at the device prudently in her paw.
He slowly walked over to the rail and lurched over. The exhibit was bare, but his eyes quickly caught the Grey Mouse. He saw the mouse eerily standing still in front of a bush near the cave. As if he were staring at something.
"Mom?" He said.
She peered over her shoulder at the cub, he looked sad as he stared back from the rail.
"He stopped walking. He looks…"
She walked up to him and placed her paw on his shoulder reassuringly.
"Don't worry, he'll be fine. We need to-"
"But he looks hurt we should-"
"No. I'm dropping you off." She grabbed his arm, holding tightly as she started to walk away from the exhibit.
Mac's brow narrowed intensely as he gave a dubious expression.
"Mom?"
She stayed silent still dragging him away from the exhibit. He tried to wriggle out of her grip.
"Mom?!" He exclaimed worried as her grip grew tighter.
He let out a small whimper. "Please…"
She stopped to look around cautiously, a quick glance at the cub made her toes curl from his distraught expression. She reluctantly let him out of her grasp. A small cleansing breath came from her as she regained her composure with a firm glare.
"Go home, gather your siblings and barricade yourselves in my room." She ordered.
She knelt down and pulled the cub into her embrace, lightly patting his back. "Soon...No…" She shook her head as pulled back. "Things about to hit the proverbial fan here. And I won't let you get hurt."
"But-"
She placed her finger on his mouth to silence him.
"Go home. Keep them safe. Can you do that for me?" She said.
He looked away unsure.
"Can you?" She asked.
He narrowed his eyes worriedly but shook his head.
"Good boy." She stated, hugging him again as she felt her heartbeat quicken.
Everything was too quiet for her liking...
...
Clink...Clink
"Ugggh." Evil groaned annoyed at the metallic sound. He struggled against the tight chains restraining his movement as he pushed himself against the small rock, the chains dug into his fur repeatedly causing him discomfort.
He had been at this for hours, more like a few minutes, but to him, it felt like an eternity. He was no stranger to this type of situation, his actions usually earned him some form of retribution. However, this was more distinctive than what he was used to. They were organized, and very discreet.
Knocked out, dragged against my will...
He slowly scowled as he realized, regrettably: This was the norm. Except, he was given no wiggle room. His hands were positioned behind him, uncomfortably he might add.
"Stupid apes..." He growled.
And to his dismay...
"Zzzzz..."
He had a friend to share his misery.
His red eyes narrowed, glaring down at the source of the sound: a slumbering black bear. He laid on the grass curled up with his head next to a large, flat rock snoring soundly without a care in the world judging from the content look on his face.
"Useless..." Evil muttered.
He knew they were in the middle of the exhibit, there was no questioning that. Unfortunately, it was much larger than average and more...Primitive.
On the right of the exhibit was a somewhat archaic formation of rocks stacked on top of one another, which were laid in a triangle formation as a large tree loomed above it. A large, round imprint was visible at the base of the structure in the sand.
That's its' bed...where am I?
He shook his head and peered over to the far left of the exhibit. Among the various bushes and trees that were scattered about was a large pool of water, a few strands green stocks were jutting out from the source of water, surrounded by stray rocks.
Booooring...
Evil yawned openly as he stretched his body out tiredly, his legs barely touching the pale dirt below him...He glared down at his stubby, short, piddly legs and cursed his stature. Frustrated, he kicked a small acorn randomly, hitting the other bear on its side, to which, the slumbering bear barely flinched. At that moment a wicked smirk crept onto his face. Look down he saw his ammunition: A large rock and a large pile of acorns.
Without a second thought, he furiously swiped his feet at the pile of acorns at the bear. Each hitting him lightly on his head. But there was no response, no reaction, he stayed completely still. He glared at the large rock, and with all his might he kicked the rock at the bear's head. His weapon soared above the bear missing it's marked; instead, it landed into his gaping maw.
The Grey Mischief Maker's eyes bulged with joy as he saw his body convulse briefly before he suddenly rose up. Coughing and hacking as he pounded his chest as the rock landed beside him with a thud.
"Wakey, wakey. Sleeping beauty." Evil said mockingly.
Fighter glared at him angrily. Then, he gave a bewildered expression as his eyes widened seeing Evil's current predicament blankly staring at the bear strapped to a rock. He returned his stare with a firm, frustrated look on his face. As usual, he was the last to realize what was happening.
He growled and placed his paw on his face.
"Oddio, Oh god Not again..." He said under his breath as he looked away.
He quickly glared back at Evil. "Explain." Fighter stated calmly.
Evil narrowed his brow annoyed with a straight face. "You don't remember?" He asked in a dull tone.
Fighter shook his head dismissively with a serious, yet quizzical expression as he narrowed his eyes.
"Never mind..." Evil sighed as he shook his head.
Fighter scowled at the remark in response.
Clink.
He glanced down at the new accessory on his person: a pair of handcuffs kept together with a long chain. Curiously, he cupped the cuff around his wrist finding a small keyhole at the side. He wondered if he could fit his claw into it.
"Wow. Skimped out on you big time." Evil stated surprised glancing over his shoulder prompting Fighter to raise his brow inquisitively.
"How long have we been here?" He asked suspiciously as his eyes darted around.
"Since morning. No idea what time it is." Evil felt his nose itch as he looked up at the cloudy sky.
"Any plans on escaping?" Fighter asked.
"Stop pestering me." He replied pushing against the rock, wriggling his paws behind him as the itching sensation grew worse.
Fighter tilted his head dubiously at his new environment. Nothing but sand, mud, and branches littered the ground. His gaze shifted around the exhibit cautiously. Trees were a recurrent element, it was a zoo after all, but he found it odd that the ones he could see had round holes in them. However, nothing could compare to the massive dark-brown Oak Tree as he peered behind him.
He walked toward it and reached for a loose piece of bark from the base. Surprisingly, it came off with little effort. He threw it away callously and walked back to Evil.
"Well?" He asked.
"The obvious route we'd take is the oak tree, but it's kinda..." He made an unsure gesture with his paws.
Evil let his eyes drift to the floor as he started to ignore the bear's rambling they immediately widened as he saw his fanny pack at Fighter's feet near the rock.
"Hey! Grab that!." He exclaimed.
I might be able to get out of here. He thought with a smirk.
Fighter quickly picked up the fanny pack, only to narrow his brow disappointed as he held it and let it dangle uselessly.
"It's light, it's been cleaned out." He stated.
"What?!" Evil exclaimed indignantly. "I had a good pair of brass knuckles in there!"
Fighter opened the bag and glanced inside, squinting quizzically with a sad expression as he showed the contents to its owner.
"Huh." Was Evil could say at the item in question.
Fighter sat down on a patch of grass beside the rock placing the bag on his chest. He closed his eyes and leaned his head against the rock.
Evil furrowed his brow and tried to kick the bear out of frustration clipping his ear making the bear open his eyes. "You're not taking another nap."
"Believe me, I couldn't even if I tried..." He stated bitterly.
"Then, you're giving up, you're just going to lay there?"
Fighter nodded laying back on the rock. "I suppose...Whoever left us here, made sure we're disarmed and restrained. I wouldn't put it past them to guard this place. Rather not get tossed around, yet."
He glanced up as a cluster of clouds moving slowly overhead, his nose twitching at the pleasant, petrichor scent wafting through the air. A quiet yawn came from his mouth as he narrowed his brow pensively. He placed his paw on his chest apprehensively. Then parsed his lips letting out a small chirp:
Fwheeeoo. Whee whoo whee woo...Fwheeeoo wheee woo~.
The merry, high-pitched whistling made Evil's skin crawl.
"Stop that. It's annoying." He asked as the itchy sensation returned this time on his back, he scowled.
He looked up at Evil briefly then closed his eyes.
"Lighten up." He replied cheekily with a soft smile.
Evil felt his nose start to itch again, the irritating sensation plagued the tip of his nose as he tried to alleviate it by leaning his nose into his chains. It was ultimately futile. Despite that horrible itch, he attempted to free his hands again.
Just a little m-
Fwheeeoo. Whee whoo whoo whee woo~
Evil's eye twitched, he glared down at the culprit.
Fighter rose his brow with a mischievous smirk before parsing his lips again.
"I'm leaving you here." Evil stated dryly, narrowing his brow.
Fighter smirk grew wider. "Uh huh."
"I mean it."
Fighter placed his paw on his chest and closed his eyes contently. But he felt off...He tried to recall last night: Bad dream, hunger pains, Threatened by a (rightfully) angry female, Evil stole...His eyes widened, he looked up at Evil with a severe look.
"Where is it?" He questioned.
Evil grinned back wolfishly.
"Who knows..." Evil tried to hide his smile, Fighter growled sourly sneering at him coldly.
Evil rose his brow curiously with a sly smirk. "You wouldn't hurt a defenceless animal, would you?"
Fighter gave a long, hard look of disdain at Evil as he smiled innocently.
"Freeing you would make it a fair fight." He surmised glancing behind the rock, it had a massive lock at the end of it.
Evil gave a devilishly crooked smile. "Fair? I think someone's gotten delusional." He jeered.
Fighter's brow narrowed dully. "You're despicable."
"It's one of my best traits." He replied.
"No, id say it'd being a nuisance to everyone around you." He stated coldly.
Evil scowled, narrowing his brow. "No one asked you."
"The same could...Ow..." The bear held his head as it started to start to throb, his feet felt like they had pins and needles in them.
"So, before...you wanted to send me a message by stealing from me?" Evil said as he tilted his head dubiously.
"In hindsight, it was...Ill-advised..." He stated with narrowed his eyes.
"Try stupid." Evil corrected.
"Give me a break, I was sleep deprived for half the week."
Evil rolled his eyes. "Admit it, you did it out of spite."
Fighter stayed silent, staring at the pool in the distance; to his surprise, Evil was paying attention to his lack of response. He grinned from to ear-to-ear as he watched him look away, slowly leaning his mouth to his ear and with the utmost care as he said:
"I was RIGHT!" He exclaimed, Fighter flinched suddenly and covered his ear.
"You didn't do it for my own good, you bastard!" He stated confidentially.
Fighter gave an annoyed look as he held his head. He felt his left ear twitch.
"Admit it." He continued to jeer.
"No." He replied dully.
"Just drop the pretense, allow your hate to flourish. Then the fun can start!" He grinned mockingly earning a discomforting shudder from the black bear.
"Oi, keep it down!" A loud, gruff male voice yelled above them.
Fighter glared up at the source of the voice above the wall, a gorilla stood leering over the exhibit at them, it turned away from them briefly; his ears perked as he heard bits of another conversation above the wall. He recognized one of the voices and groaned aloud leaving Evil to glare at him angrily.
"What now?" He stated.
...
"Are you gonna keep me in suspense?" He gave a dull expression.
A loud rustling noise came from the large oak tree, creaking under the animal's weight. Leaves began to fall as the small branches started to snap and crackle. A loud thud marked the animal's entrance; The lion's mane matched the hue of the oak tree behind the prisoners. His eyes rested on the bear with a solemn look on his face before sighing aloud.
Fighter narrowed his eyes darkly. "It's too early for this."
"It's half-past four." Evil stated.
"It's too early for this." He reiterated with a narrowed brow.
"Who came down?" He asked.
"Leonard..." Fighter stated with an annoyed expression. It immediately was replaced with a wide-eyed look of concern as Evil spoke again.
"Who?" He asked.
The lion furrowed his brow at Fighter.
"The king..." Fighter responded in a vexed tone staring at Evil.
"Oh..." He paused briefly before straining his neck to glance at
the lion.
"Y'know, the intimidation factor only works if your target can see you." Evil stated aloud.
Leonard regrettably walked around the rock setting himself in front of both bears.
"So, what does the asshole want now?" Evil asked.
Leonard glared unfazed at his comment. "You'll find out when I deem it necessary,"
Evil rolled his eyes as the Lion scowled at his tone.
"Those chains could be made tighter if need be." His brow narrowed threateningly as he lowered his tone, but Evil scoffed at this.
"By all means, I could easily break out of these-" He felt a hand over his mouth.
Fighter covered it before he could say anything else earning a dull look of frustration from Evil.
"None of that. Now, why exactly are we here?" He asked.
Leonard peered over his head and stared curiously before speaking. He glanced up the wall with a disappointing leer aimed at his cohort.
"An informality." He stated.
Fighter cocked his brow and cupped his chin curiously. "Oh, then I can just sit back put my feet up and enjoy some tea and crumpets then?"
"Well..."
"I know what the word means," He said with narrowed eyes and an annoyed tone. "Just tell me why-"
He suddenly stopped talking as he felt animal's embrace, his arms were wrapped around his shoulders. He blinked in surprise, unable to say anything. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh.
"You've got ten seconds." He stated flatly.
Evil's brow narrowed staring at the two as he stuck his tongue out. "You two make sick."
The two quickly withdrew from each other as Leonard stared at him, getting an odd look.
"I...like what you did with your hair..." He said aloud,
The corners of Fighter's eyes crinkled as he let out a growl. He wasn't here for compliments.
"I'm washing this out the moment I get back home..." He felt odd saying that aloud, he didn't know why.
Leonard coughed briefly. "Regardless, he's been brought here to pay for his transgressions."
Fighter tilted his head dubiously. "Normally, I'd be fine with him being punished but this?"
He pointed to his cuffs for emphasis. "Is overkill."
"Even so, as much as I regret having you here. It needed to be done."
"...That's a real shame. A REAL tragedy, must be eating you up, huh?" Fighter responded presumptuously with a dull expression aimed at Leonard.
"You hate me, don't you?" He asked as his eyes narrowed sadly.
"Hate? No….I don't hate you." He looked away for a moment pondering as he cupped his chin.
Leonard's tail rose up slightly anticipating his response.
"...I'd say an adamant dislike of you would be a better descriptor." He stated glaring at him.
Leonard's brow narrowed dourly as Evil leaned toward him.
"For the record, if it makes you any feel better, I still hate you." Evil smirked mockingly at the Leonard as he gave a disappointed leer.
"Quiet." He curtly replied.
"Look, can he apologize and-"
Leonard smirked slyly, Fighter gave a disinterested raise of his eyebrow.
"Unfortunately, it's not that simple." He stated.
Evil sighed aloud. "It never is."
Leonard paused, he looked at the both of them intently. "You're free to go." He said looking at Fighter.
Evil looked dubiously before quickly scowling. "Oh, this a load of-"
Leonard placed his paw over Evil's mouth as the bear glared defiantly at him.
A strained smile grew from Fighter's lips accompanied by gritted teeth.
Leonard's brow narrowed prudently as Evil chuckled at him mockingly moving around his paw.
"Careful, it might stay that way." Evil stated bluntly. Mildly amused while cocking an eyebrow.
Leonard scowled and covered his mouth again. "Be quiet, I don't need-"
Crunch!
The lion's eye twitched as he felt a sharp pain in his paw, he turned his head and leered at the bear grinning with his finger in his mouth.
A tired sigh came from Fighter as he hovered his fist over Evil's head and tapped the bear on his head lightly subsequently opening his maw like a candy dispenser.
Leonard quickly withdrew his paw rubbing prudently before placing it down on the ground.
"As I was saying-"
"Sure." Fighter suddenly replied.
Leonard's ears perked as he smiled. Evil felt a chill go down his spine.
"I'm...I'm sorry what?" He asked unsurely.
"God damn it, really!?" Evil exclaimed.
Fighter stretched his arms out from left to right. "I'll get out of your hair," he turned to Evil with a dull look. "Besides, you'd leave me here. Pay unto evil, right?" He smirked slowly as Evil sneered in anger.
He ignored it as he rested his paw on Leonard's shoulder.
Leonard's eyes furrowed cautiously as he looked at the bear.
"Look, about before...I was out of line, and I should have given you a fair chance."
He gave a small, honest smile.
Leonard's eyes widened as he placed his paw on the bear's shoulder. He paused as he saw his ear twitch. His brow narrowed suspiciously.
"You can carry me out, right?" He asked.
He blinked.
"Yes...Let's get out you out of here."
The lion leaned forward to let the bear climb unto his back, he leaped unto the animal's back quickly as Evil yelled out to them both.
"Hey! Give me back my stuff! When I get out of here, You'll- "
"I suggest you keep your threats idle," Leonard stated as he leapt onto a nearby rock, then readied himself as he aimed for the tree. "Now, hold on tight."
Fighter leaned into his mane holding on for dear life as he remained silent.
The Lion lurched forward onto the trunk of the tree latching to it with his claws as he slowly made his up the base. The sound of his claws rapping against the wood guided his ascent. However, Leonard paused looking a large branch prudently as he heard the wood creak as if it was groaning under his girth.
This...This isn't safe with the both of us…
"What's wrong?" Fighter asked breaking him out of thoughts.
"Nothing." He ignored his instinct and continued.
He hopped to the large branch with a small creak as he started to crawl along the branch. He felt his tail dangle downward as he got closer to the edge. Fighter glanced over his shoulder as he saw the exhibit rail. The bear could see his freedom...His heart raced as he started to inch his way to it.
We're so close.
He tried to lean toward it, but he could barely reach the rail. Without warning, he felt them jerk back suddenly.
"Let me ask for-"
Crack!
Leonard quickly kicked off of the branch suddenly and spun his body, swiftly landing on all fours.
"Gah!"
His ears perked at the sound of a pained groan and loud thud across from him. He peered over to the source of the noise: Fighter laid on the ground curled into a ball in front of the flat rock Evil was tied to.
Leonard sighed in relief. He looked up at the branch they were on, it hadn't fallen yet, but it was still in place.
"Oh good, now my pack got a hole in it…Good job you dick-" Evil stopped talking, looking down a Fighter oddly.
Leonard narrowed his brow, then glared anxiously at what he saw. He quickly rushed over to the bear.
Fighter slowly rose up as his head begin to throb. He was alive at least. Battered, but alive. Nothing felt broken. He shook his head slowly opening his eyes and saw a black bear-like doll, in the same position he was on the ground. His eyes widened.
"What." Was all he could muster blankly staring at the doll.
It then disappeared in an instant as Leonard swept up the doll off the ground and placed it back into his mane.
Evil sighed tiredly. "Wow, just...Good going, Pro. I thought he was supposed to be the responsible one. "
Leonard leered back at Evil silently before turning to Fighter slowly picking himself up. He cracked neck briefly as Leonard spoke.
"Sorry about that. Do you need some ice? You fell pretty far..." He asked tilting his head curiously.
Fighter blinked blankly, not answering the question.
"Are you alright-" Leonard reached out to him.
He rose up suddenly, startling him at his quick recovery.
"What. The. Hell?" Fighter's tone sounded suppressed as his voice remained a dull monotone. He clenched his paw briefly. His yellow eyes fell unto him coldly.
Leonard looked back sternly. He could feel the animosity in his stare. He opened his maw to explain, but Fighter spoke first.
"Don't…Just. Don't." He wasn't having any of it.
He started to walk toward Evil, much to his disdain. He followed behind him.
"I do not wish to scumber or besmirch our kinship," Leonard stated.
Fighter leaned against a rock with a tired expression as his eyes rested on Leonard's brow.
"Then choose your next words carefully…Because as of now: I'm not leaving."
Leonard furrowed his brow and stared at the bear disappointingly. He closed his eyes solemnly.
"I don't think your aware of the gravity of this situation."
"I don't need to be." he narrowed his brow.
"Boy...I suggest you choose your next lie carefully."
He opened his mouth, only for Leonard to interrupt.
"Do you take me for a fool?" His tone became low, "Tell me, did you think I wouldn't send someone to follow you? Ensure that you wouldn't ruin this?" He stated calmly.
Evil scoffed at Fighter. "Soooo close..." He stated mockingly.
"I know when I'm being played, boy."
Fighter narrowed his brow inquisitively. "And yet...here we are..."
Leonard sighed deeply. "I…Hate to do this but you left me with no other option."
They both stared curiously at the Lion as he reached into his mane; Fighter felt his body tense up as Leonard stared at him with a firm, insistent glare as he pulled out a doll.
Evil's ears perked at the odd sound as Leonard got closer.
"I'll give this to you, as a gesture of good will, no questions asked. If you leave right now without disclosing any information about your detainment…
Fighter tilting his head dubiously with a weary look.
"The choice is yours."
The bear looked at ground dourly, stepping closer to him. "Is... this really necessary? Bribing me to leave, so he's alone with you?"
"You're a problem for me. I wish to remove you with little resistance. And…"
He slowly made his way over to him, as he remained still. "It would be in your best interest to leave before any harm comes your way."
Fighter's brow rose dubiously. "So you're threatening me? If that's your way showing you care then you both have something in common." He joked with a small chuckle.
He, however, was not amused.
Leonard's eyes furrowed furiously as he glared down at him. "We are nothing alike!" He exclaimed abruptly.
They both winced at the sudden outburst from the Lion: Evil lowered his ears as he bared his fangs in pain while Fighter shut one eye and held his ear.
Leonard paused again, shaking his head. "I'm expecting you choose rationally…"
"So the selfish decision then?" Evil inquired.
Leonard leered over him angrily as Evil rolled his eyes.
"All I ask is for a little bit of faith in me. Is that so wrong?!" He asked as his voice grew louder. Fighter continued to glare blankly at the Lion.
"So can I get some options here?" Evil asked curtly with a sly smile.
Leonard peered over his shoulder dourly. "You don't get the luxury of choice in this situation. Now don't say another word-"
"Or what?" He asked.
The Lion rested his claw above his head on the rock threatening while glaring furiously at him. Evil noticed his gesture and returned his glare.
"Ohhh, ominous." He stated dryly.
Leonard dragged his claw down against the rock slowly while furrowing his brow. Evil stared at it cautiously as he leaned away; The Lion paused at his ear raising his eyebrow inquisitively. He couldn't do any-He felt something wet land on his cheek…He stared blankly at Evil as he brought his paw to his face and wiped the spit off his face. All while Evil smirked mockingly. His smirk was immediately taken away as he felt the clout blow against the rock above his head, sweat slowly formed from his brow as he stared at the enraged animal.
"I will-"
He stopped suddenly.
He had almost forgotten about Fighter silently watching them both. Leonard stepped backward slightly, he wanted to say something but stayed silent.
Fighter rested his chin on his paw. He shook his head before getting up and moving to another rock beside him away from Leonard.
"Just pretend I'm not even here…That's about your speed, right?" His yellow eyes narrowed solemnly as he blankly stared at the Lion.
Evil's eyes widened in shock as he paused and stared at them both only to narrow his brow at Fighter.
However, Leonard's eyes furrowed cautiously. The bear continued to stare silently, he felt his back stiffen.
"What are you implying?!" He exclaimed.
"Nothing." He replied leaning his head against a rock silently waiting for his response…
Leonard's eyes narrowed inquisitively staring at them both: He watched Evil's futile attempt to escape the chains. He'd give him credit, at least he was still trying to get out of his predicament. Fighter gave a cold, blank stare as he calmly sat on the ground with one paw on his bag while the other rapped against his knee.
Leonard closed his eyes, "If this is a test of character…then I will go against your expectations. Furthermore, I…I only wish to have you trust me."
He opened his eyes and stared at the bear seeing his expression remained the same. He quickly sat down sat back down.
"No. Not anymore." He said in a monotonous voice, the response made Leonard wince inwardly as he regrettably nodded.
"I…Respect your decision. Just remember, I warned you." His brow narrowed darkly as he stared at Fighter.
His brow rose suspiciously.
"What's that-"
Fighter's stomach gurgled loudly causing a brief pause as he stared at his captor and sighed annoyed as he looked away. This unexpected interruption made Leonard chuckle softly.
The tension between the two brought to a halt, Leonard's indomitable countenance stayed and only enforced his stance on the issue. He stood over the bear towering over him with a stern look, Fighter briefly glared back. He could see his hard expression was accompanied by sullen, wavering eyes. A sudden pang came from the bear's chest. And he growled at the other growing sensation: Guilt.
"If you want me to trust you…Bring something for us to eat. That's a start." He said.
Leonard smirked slyly. "Fair enough," He glanced up the wall and addressed the guard leaning against the rail. "Bring us food! I'm famished as well." He exclaimed to the Gorilla above.
Evil narrowed his eyes skeptically as he frowned. "Are you gonna let me out first? I need to eat too."
"Who said I'd feed you?" He replied with a stern glare. "What better punishment than allowing you to starve?"
Evil gave a scornful glare, he attempted to wriggle out of his chains, but he still couldn't escape his bonds.
Click….
The Lion rose his paw apprehensively with a mocking smirk. "I kid. However, I'm still not letting you out. It's...More fun that way."
"Grubs on!" A loud voice exclaimed from the top of the exhibit, a Gorilla slowly climbed down the wall while holding a steel tray. It dropped the dish with a lively amount of clatter before he grabbed it and started to walk toward them.
"That was…quick." Fighter stated.
"I came prepared. You're lucky, today we dine on steak." Leonard stated.
Evil's mouth began to water as he licked his lips hungrily.
"I figure it'd be nice to give you something before the trial," Leonard stated, Fighter cocked his head curiously with a doubtful look.
"You're actually giving him a trial? Who's the-"
"Ah, ah, ah. No more questions." Leonard stated while wagging his paw at the bear. He rose up and walked to his cohort, carefully dropping his food near the Lion. However, he stared down with downcast eyes.
"Sorry, no plates. Short notice." He explained.
Leonard sighed but tore into it regardless as the primate made his way over to the prisoners. Two successive plops were made as he stood in front of them. At first, the scent was what made Fighter hold his nose, Evil tilted his head away from the source as well as he stuck his tongue out in disgust. Flies hovered over first 'meal' as it kept its dark red hue. The other looked relatively appetizing, too good to eat alone...
"You can have that piece." Evil said earning a scowl from Fighter.
"Unbelievable, you couldn't have gotten another?" Leonard exclaimed loudly he held his paw over his nose.
The Gorilla narrowed his eyes dully. "Like I said, it was on short notice. We're lucky enough to get three." He replied in a monotonous voice as he glanced at the two briefly before walking over to them and grabbing the old steak in his paw.
Leonard narrowed his brow angrily at the Gorilla as he went to the tree he climbed down before.
"Sorry for the trouble."
"Figurati." Fighter said with a sigh. (Don't mention it.)
Leonard narrowed his brow inquisitively.
"It's fine." He reiterated.
"I'm willing to share. In fact, take the whole thing." Leonard suggested presenting it with his paw.
Evil stuck his tongue out disgusted. "How thoughtful."
"Eat your meat, Cur," Leonard replied.
Evil bucked about flailing around in his bonds. He felt his nose flared up and let out a furious inward growl. Leonard rose his brow curiously as a small smirked graced his lips. They shared a glance, and he chuckled mockingly as Evil glared at him growling impudently.
"I'll help you." Fighter looked down at the steak and picked it up.
"No, I can do this myself!" Evil exclaimed.
Fighter furrowed his brow. "Clearly. Look, we're both hungry, and he's enjoying this too much." He pointed back to their captor as he looked away sheepishly.
Leonard peered over to his cohort. "I could just-"
"No." Evil stated bluntly with a scowl.
"You're not getting out of that anytime soon." He stated dryly.
"Don't underestimate me." Evil remarked with a darkened brow.
Fighter shook his head. "Quit being so-"
"Don't bother." He heard from behind him. "I can just have him fed by my servants." Leonard glanced at the ape knowingly with a firm glare.
The Gorilla narrowed his brow and groaned silently as he threw the meat behind him. "Have ta' do everything 'round here." He stated frankly under his breath.
A quick snapping sound rang behind him. It sounded like stretching rubber, prompting Fighter to raise his brow inquisitively.
"Can't be too careful…" Leonard stated.
The bear cocked his brow dubiously. "Right…May I?"
Leonard stayed silent as he focused on something else. He shrugged and reached for the food behind the lion.
"Alright. Don't mind if I-"
"Clean your hands in the pool." He instructed without looking at him.
"Why? It's the same-"
"Clean them." He ordered not bothering to look at him,
Fighter took notice of this and coyly cocked his brow. With a mischievous smile he-
"Don't." He said in a lower, firm tone causing him to flinch suddenly.
"I have eyes at the back of my head. Honed from years of parental supervision."
"Alright…just checking…"
The bear chuckled before walking toward the pool. Fighter couldn't help but glance at the Gorilla trying to feed Evil, refuse him by tilting his head erratically. His eyes wandered back to Leonard, he continued to glare at his hesitance. Fighter turned away and started to walk past them at a leisurely pace.
"I want another!" Evil stated.
"Not happening, just pipe down and open your mouth." The Gorilla protested as he started to shove the meat in his face.
"No!" He proclaimed while wriggling away from the ape's grasp.
The ape rolled his eyes and groaned. "Get over it." He replied in a dull tone while holding it in front of his face.
Thrippp!
"Guh!"
Fighter quickly turned his head at the sound, Evil had a piece of blue rubber in his maw while the Gorilla was further away glaring at his paw in shock with the steak immediately on the ground. His right hand was left bare as the remains of the glove dangled from his wrist with a freshly made mark on it.
"Freakin' idiot. Now I have to get another!" He exclaimed annoyed.
"Not my fault, you could of at least cooked it." Evil replied.
Fighter shook his head dismissively before walking back to the animals stopping in front of them.
"I'll do it." He said as he picked up the meat of the ground and dusted off the piece of meat. The Gorilla narrowed his eyes and glared at the bear silently.
"What?" Fighter responded with a raised brow.
"That's his piece. I'll do it." The Gorilla stated gruffly.
Fighter rose his paws apprehensively. "Chill, I'll throw-"
He paused, the large simian snorted loudly in anger while bawling his fist. At that moment, it became apparent the difference in size. The gorilla may have been young, but it could easily break his arm in an instant if need be. He stepped backward prudently holding the meat.
This is... He whispered as he narrowed his brow inquisitively.
"Just drop it." He ordered.
"It'd be best to listen to him," Leonard stated as his cohort started to walk toward him.
Fighter sighed inwardly, leering at Gorilla as he brought the steak to his mouth.
Why do I do this myself? He thought.
The gorilla stopped suddenly with an abstruse expression as he stared at the animal with narrowed eyes, He glanced back at Leonard.
He's scared...Why? Why is he-
"Hey!" His gaze shifted to the grey bear a scornful glare was aimed at him.
"I'm only eating a small piece," He replied bringing it closer to his maw. "It's not-"
He felt a hard hit smack the steak out of his hand as it flew to a nearby bush. Curiously, he stared at Leonard as he glared down at the bear angrily, then to the Gorilla as he growled inwardly. The Gorilla quickly ran behind them toward the wall leaving Leonard to furrow his brow at Fighter annoyed at his disobedience.
"Go wash your hands, you can eat when they're CLEAN." He ordered in a gruff tone.
Unfazed, Fighter took his time staring at him then to the steak, he rose his hands up in defeat.
"Ok, ok…" He said in a lower, inquisitive tone walking toward the pool again. However, he stopped causing Leonard to stare at him angrily.
"Hey, how hard was it to get more?" He asked the Lion.
Leonard cocked his brow dubiously. "Difficult.." He said in a low tone, he gave him a quizzical look as if he were mad.
"Cool, but I may have…touched the piece we were going to share."
He tilted his head playfully with a crooked smile. "I hope that's not a problem."
Leonard's eyes bulged, he felt a cold sweat run down his brown as his spine tensed. Without a word, he darted past them and moved to the pool, dunking his head into the water repeatedly. The bear smirked slyly as he sauntered toward the pool lowering his hands into it to clean them.
"Sooooo, another round then?!" Fighter asked with a spunky tone he rose his brow in a cocky manner.
Leonard pulled his head up and spat over his shoulder looking back at him with a frustrated expression.
"Fine." He replied dully with a look of disdain.
"With ketchup?!" Evil asked.
Leonard looked at bear quizzically as if he were insane. "No! Absolutely not!"
"You did try to poison us." Evil stated.
"I didn't…"
He glanced at Evil shaking his head dismissively. He turned away immediately with a scowl but stopped as Fighter tilted his head and looked at him with pleading eyes.
"I didn't…" Leonard looked away remorseful from the bear.
Fighter wagged his finger mockingly as if to chastise him with a small smile.
Leonard abruptly turned from him heading toward the wall as Fighter walked back to Evil. He looked up at his guards above the exhibit wall.
"Bring us another round of steak…And ketchup." He growled audibly as he heard a small amount of cackling behind him and assumed it was Evil.
The Gorillas glanced at each other oddly upon hearing the request. One of them peered down the wall, took one hard look at their king, Leonard looked visibly upset as his tail waved about quickly.
He glanced back his partner and narrowed his eyes skeptically. The other shrugged and walked away leaving him to shake his head dismissively at their king. The other quickly moved away from the rail out of his sight to avoid his menacing leer, leaving the king to sigh as he heard a familiar groan. "What now?" He asked glancing back at the bears.
"It…itches." Evil stated bluntly with an aggravated expression. There was now a spider on his nose.
Leonard looked uninterested at his plight, instead choosing to lay on the grass and closed his eyes as he listened to the sounds around him. The occasional bird chirp, the wind blowing and…
Clink! Clink!
He snarled annoyed at the constant clattering of chains being made it was akin to nails on a chalkboard.
I suppose if he has to 'suffer' we have to as well. He thought still keeping his eyes shut.
"Ahhh…"
Curiously, he opened his eye and turned his head he watched Fighter scratching the bear's nose with a dismissive expression as he narrowed his brow. The bear glanced at him sharply before furrowing his brow. The Lion looked away silently, he could hear another sigh from him again.
"That's the spot minion." Evil stated still rapidly tapping his foot onto the rock. His eyes were closed with a pleased look on his face as he felt the itching sensation disappear…For about three seconds as he felt his hand go away. He opened his eyes suddenly and stared at Fighter. He rose his brow inquisitively waiting for something.
"I'm not saying thank you." Evil said.
"I don't expect you too. And-"
"If you tell anyone you'll deny it. Blah, blah, blah! You're a broken record." He stuck his tongue out.
Their argument grew hollow on his ears, Leonard's gaze focused on Fighter as he narrowed his eyes.
Why? Why do you choose to stay? He couldn't wrap his head around it.
If he wasn't here things could've gone according to plan. He paused, his ears perked.
"…Alright, that's it. You've been moody McGrumpington ever since we got here."
"Because I'm being held, prisoner?!" He replied fervently with a scowl.
Fighter rolled his eyes. "Details…Now, smile for my amusement."
Evil's eyes bulged as he got closer with a laid back, mischievous smile. He watched his paws clasp together menacingly.
"Get away!" He ordered.
Leonard's eyes furrowed cautiously, He gave a slow, dampened smile as his eyes fell on the two. It all felt, warm, inviting, …He looked down at the ground and coughed softly.
...It doesn't matter...When this is over, I'll feel at ease, and nothing like that will EVER happen again. I swear it…
He sighed aloud.
"You seem lost,' Another voice stated from above, he quickly turned his gaze to the source, a brown-furred owl resting on a branch, once he recognized the animal he nodded respectively.
"For someone with a broken wing, you seem to have a knack for sneaking around."
The owl smirked slyly as he cocked his brow. "It's easy when you aren't paying attention." He narrowed his eyes while staring down at the Lion. "Are you sure you're fine?"
"Yes, just gathering myself, shaman." He cracked his neck instinctively.
"Perhaps… we should reschedule. You seem troubled."
"No.' He insisted. "I'll be able to collect myself."
"Right. Are you sure that's not the only problem?" He glanced down with a raised brow.
Leonard furrowed his brow annoyed at his quandary.
"Why's that old fogey here?" Evil stated, bluntly breaking the conversation between the two.
The two glanced back at odd sight, the other bear was forcibly pulling his cheeks outward. The Lion frowned at the view while the owl concealed his smile with his wing.
"Keep away from him, you don't know where he's been," Leonard stated earning a dark unseen scowl from the prisoner. Fighter chuckled softly before stepping back from Evil.
"To answer your question, despite the repairs, our king decided this would be a better place to reside than the pavilion. If I were, to be frank…" He looked at Leonard inquisitively, he nodded.
"It's permitted."
"It feels…Gauche to have this take place in the rhino exhibit since their absence." The owl curled his wing under his chin.
"Despite what you think it's more conspicuous than the alternative." He replied.
"And yet, you still had to kidnap these two." The owl furrowed his eyes darkly.
"An unfortunate formality, besides, do you think someone of his…' He stopped to stare at him narrowing his brow. "Disposition, would go willingly to his own trial?"
The owl cocked his brow dubiously choosing to remain silent.
Evil strained his neck to glare toward the adults. "Hold up, what am I being tried for?" He asked genuinely.
They all stared at him knowingly, there was a cold, deafening silence.
Evil sighed. "At least tell me what I'm being convicted of!" He exclaimed.
Leonard held out his paw. "Assault, Arson, Theft, Mischievous Misconduct, Mu-"
The owl coughed loudly, Leonard narrowed his brow darkly.
"Right…In the past, my fervid ruling was a bit too harsh and overwhelming. In response, I have appointed another party to be your judge today."
"Honourable Owl, at your service. I promise to be fair and reasonable with my judgment." He bowed.
"And if you're wondering, my personal favourite conviction would be Exile," Leonard stated staring at Evil. However, Evil smirked smugly in response winced looked amused at the sentiment. He quickly withdrew his glance.
"Huh. Figures." Fighter stated frankly with a cocked brow.
Leonard narrowed his brow at his comment, at that moment he could hear the familiar grunts of his associates. He glanced up the wall seeing one of the Gorillas waved casually at them.
"Regardless, it's time for your meal."
Fighter peered up at the wall intently, then stretched his neck from side to side. "This time I'll bring it over, wouldn't want to have anything toxic in my diet." He gave a dampened smile while marching to the wall as a large metal tray was lowered slowly into the exhibit.
The Owl glanced down at Leonard inquisitively,
"Do I need to worry about the context of that comment?"
"It was a joke at my expense. A simple misdemeanour courtesy of the help." Leonard smirked slyly.
The Owl sighed. "Let's make haste, I had to cancel something else to be here."
He glanced at the Lion as he cocked his brow dubiously.
"And before you ask, no, it was not a date."
Leonard chuckled softly in response. The two watched Fighter carry the tray over to the rock accompanied with the sound of clattering of metal.
"Fair enough. I don't doubt you-"
"The ketchup old!" Evil exclaimed obnoxiously.
Leonard narrowed his brow angrily at the rock and sighed bitterly. He could hear a hearty chuckle from above as well.
Today's the day…Maintain composure...I have a plan, I always have a plan...