A swift scratching sound, a pencil on paper. Scribbling down a couple of words before being quickly forgotten.

Eyes peered through binoculars, trained on a little shop down the street. Onserving rhrough the glass, watching a man inside.

A breeze came through the semi open window, tustling his curpy black locks and rustling the papers scattered messily over the desk.

His fingers tapped the wood restlessly, a frown stuck on his face.

"Lefty,"

He didnt pay mind to the voice calling his name.

"Lefty, hello?"

He sighed. If he didn't answer now, this would continue on forever.

"Yes, Francis?" He pulled away from the binoculars, turning to look up at the man by his side.

A smile graced his face, icy blue eyes shining. "I think this is the fastest that you've ever responded!" He laughed, a higher pitched cackled, ruffling his black locks. "Can we go out today? You've been stuck here for all of today and yesterday,staring at strangers."

Lefty wrinkled his nose. "Francis you know I'd love to but-"

"You have to watch him so that he doesnt hurt someone yeah I know." Francis rolled his eyes, brushing a bit of messy platinum blonde hair from his eyes. "I really do think that your mixing him up for his brother, the guy is kinda creepy."

"Nicolas isn't the one I'm worried about." Lefty shook his head, picking up a paper. "Okay, see here. 'August 15th, 3:40pm, he was seen selling some odd contraption to a shorter lady wearing a cape and a mask,'" He pointed to his boyfriend. "A bomb."

"And how do you know its a bomb?" He countered. Without waiting for any sort of answer, he pulled him out of the seat. "Exactly, now come on! I called Chase and Wilbert that we would meet them at the park!"

Lefty allowed himself to be dragged out, smiling slightly at his antics. "The park? What are you, seven?"

"Yup!" He shouted, smiling at him.

God he loved this man.

"Hey, where's Will?" Francis asked, looking around.

Chase shrugged. "Said something came up or whatever." His gaze flicked over to Lefty, a slightly unimpressed look on his face for a moment.

Lefty frowned at the man. They had never really gotten along, mostly because Lefty was as stubborn as a mule and Chase was a wisecrack that shot him glares ever since Francis introduced him.

Will was probably supposed to loosen up the tension. Francis was dense and acted like a child, but he wasn't stupid.

"So," Chase hissed, turning his sharp amber gaze onto Francis, who grinned. "What do you want to do?"

"I was hoping we all could just talk, get along, catch up, and," He stuck his hand into his pocket, fishing out somethinf that Lefty had been forced to play multiple times in a row. "Play some Uno as we do so!"

Lefty and Chase both groaned.

At least that was something they could both agree on.

Sorry for the wait if anyone actually went along and read this! There really is no excuse, mostly because I've been having a hell of a time trying to figure out how to get Fanfiction to work.Oh well, please review and whatnot, it makes me happy :)