The slam of a car door awoke Farfarello from his light slumber. His own
door opened and he felt a weight on his lap, then it shifted and was gone.
The Irishman opened one, glinting amber eye to watch Schuldig's
straightening form.
"Wake up Farfie." He grinned, stretching with catlike grace.
"Couldn't you go out your own door?" Farfarello frowned.
The red haired man shrugged and twisted around to walk up the sidewalk and into the open door back into the apartment. Nagi was still asleep in the passenger side of the car and Crawford was already inside the house. Farfarello sighed and blinked, reaching under his seat and a small smile graced his scarred lips as his fingertips brushed along the silver cat's spine.
"Meoowwrawr." The cat meowed loudly, stretching up to meet Farfarello's hand.
Grabbing the cat unceremoniously by the scruff, he pulled Pepper from her hiding place and into his arms. Nagi stirred in the front seat and opened his chocolate brown eyes the darkness.
"AHHH!" Nagi yelled, flailing around. Then he paused to swivel around his head to the back of the car where three amber eyes glowed. (Farf only has one eyeO.o)
"AHHHHHHHH CRAWFORDDDDD!" He screeched, using his telekinetic powers to throw open the door, then he bolted for the now shut apartment door. But not for long, the apartment door flew off it's hinged and crashed into the wall and Nagi ran into the house, babbling about monsters in the car.
Shaking his head, Farfarello stepped from the car, still petting the content cat. He raised his head and then turned away from the angry Crawford waiting, leaning in the doorframe, to shut the door. Then, he slowly turned and walked up the walk and past the American with a blank expression.
"FARFARELLO!" Crawford snarled.
Schuldig was still carefully untying his shoes as he looked up at the yelling Crawford and uncaring Farfarello.
Nagi was nowhere to be seen, cowering in his room closet.
Farfarello walked down the hallway, black shoes thudding dully on the plush carpet as he turned into his room then they clicked instead on the tile. Yes tile.their ever-so-kind leader had decided that he wasn't going to have a cleaning service come every other day to clean up the blood stains from the carpet. It would look too suspicious and cost too much money. Instead they had replaced the carpet with kitchen tile. Now the blood could be easily cleaned, if it didn't sit too long.
Slipping off his shoes, the Irishman let the cat leap from his arms and onto the twin sized mattressless bed. The bed was just a slab of wood on a metal frame and a couple of blankets. No pillow, no mattress. This way, they didn't have to clean up the mattress fuzz or springs. This way, Farfarello didn't have MORE tools with which to inflict himself.
Farfarello tilted his head, watching the cat as she inspected the room with her sensitive nose.
"Pepper." He called softly.
The cat purred and trotted to him to once more rub her cheek against his leg. Farfarello smiled gently and sat cross-legged on the floor. Giving in to the cat's attentions.
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"Wake up Farfie." He grinned, stretching with catlike grace.
"Couldn't you go out your own door?" Farfarello frowned.
The red haired man shrugged and twisted around to walk up the sidewalk and into the open door back into the apartment. Nagi was still asleep in the passenger side of the car and Crawford was already inside the house. Farfarello sighed and blinked, reaching under his seat and a small smile graced his scarred lips as his fingertips brushed along the silver cat's spine.
"Meoowwrawr." The cat meowed loudly, stretching up to meet Farfarello's hand.
Grabbing the cat unceremoniously by the scruff, he pulled Pepper from her hiding place and into his arms. Nagi stirred in the front seat and opened his chocolate brown eyes the darkness.
"AHHH!" Nagi yelled, flailing around. Then he paused to swivel around his head to the back of the car where three amber eyes glowed. (Farf only has one eyeO.o)
"AHHHHHHHH CRAWFORDDDDD!" He screeched, using his telekinetic powers to throw open the door, then he bolted for the now shut apartment door. But not for long, the apartment door flew off it's hinged and crashed into the wall and Nagi ran into the house, babbling about monsters in the car.
Shaking his head, Farfarello stepped from the car, still petting the content cat. He raised his head and then turned away from the angry Crawford waiting, leaning in the doorframe, to shut the door. Then, he slowly turned and walked up the walk and past the American with a blank expression.
"FARFARELLO!" Crawford snarled.
Schuldig was still carefully untying his shoes as he looked up at the yelling Crawford and uncaring Farfarello.
Nagi was nowhere to be seen, cowering in his room closet.
Farfarello walked down the hallway, black shoes thudding dully on the plush carpet as he turned into his room then they clicked instead on the tile. Yes tile.their ever-so-kind leader had decided that he wasn't going to have a cleaning service come every other day to clean up the blood stains from the carpet. It would look too suspicious and cost too much money. Instead they had replaced the carpet with kitchen tile. Now the blood could be easily cleaned, if it didn't sit too long.
Slipping off his shoes, the Irishman let the cat leap from his arms and onto the twin sized mattressless bed. The bed was just a slab of wood on a metal frame and a couple of blankets. No pillow, no mattress. This way, they didn't have to clean up the mattress fuzz or springs. This way, Farfarello didn't have MORE tools with which to inflict himself.
Farfarello tilted his head, watching the cat as she inspected the room with her sensitive nose.
"Pepper." He called softly.
The cat purred and trotted to him to once more rub her cheek against his leg. Farfarello smiled gently and sat cross-legged on the floor. Giving in to the cat's attentions.
Reviews pleaseO.oI hope you ppl like it.Erm, yes more chapters shall be up soon on this story