THINGS YOU NEVER KNEW
INCIDENT ELEVEN: Arachniphobia
It had been a good day for Legato. He hadn't yet proved that the Thomases were conspiring. but it was only a matter of time. He was just settling down to watch Martha when.
"LEGATO!" a voice called from the above floor.
Our favorite psychopath sighed. This had been happening too often as of late.
"LEGATO HELP!" the voice called again.
The leader of the Gung-Ho Guns slowly rose from his seat and began to slowly climb the stairs. All the while a certain plant screaming 'LEGATO!' in the background. The blue-haired man opened the door at the top of the stairs to the sight of his Master hiding under the bed and gesturing wildly at the wall.
"Get it!" Knives cried.
Legato poked the spider and it fell apart, "Leonoff, that was not funny."
A snicker and the patter of feet was heard in the hallway.
AN: You know the drill.
INCIDENT ELEVEN: Arachniphobia
It had been a good day for Legato. He hadn't yet proved that the Thomases were conspiring. but it was only a matter of time. He was just settling down to watch Martha when.
"LEGATO!" a voice called from the above floor.
Our favorite psychopath sighed. This had been happening too often as of late.
"LEGATO HELP!" the voice called again.
The leader of the Gung-Ho Guns slowly rose from his seat and began to slowly climb the stairs. All the while a certain plant screaming 'LEGATO!' in the background. The blue-haired man opened the door at the top of the stairs to the sight of his Master hiding under the bed and gesturing wildly at the wall.
"Get it!" Knives cried.
Legato poked the spider and it fell apart, "Leonoff, that was not funny."
A snicker and the patter of feet was heard in the hallway.
AN: You know the drill.