Antoine looked up as Aidenn entered, then back down. She was the only one, besides Adrian, of course, who could tell the Twins apart. He was acting odd, even for him... He looked like he was blushing a little. He walked over to the mahogany table she sat at, still pretending to read her book. He knew that she wasn't, though. A side effect of being psychicly linked. He whoomphed into the leather chair beside her, grabbed her book to see what it was, and smirked.
She hissed at him. If it had been anyone else who had done that, she would have had one of her knives at their throat. She reached for one, playfully. "Don't do that! Or someday, who knows what we might do..."
"Try threatening someone who has fear..."
"Why are we here? We never come to the library..."
"Well, uh..."
She knew he was hiding something. What, she didn't know. She didn't like to pry into their thoughts...
"Say, Antoine? We probably know the library better than anyone, right?"
"Uh, ya... We guess so... Why?" She drew out the last word.
"Well... do they have any books on..." his voice lowered, "Cats?"
Just then, several other guards walked in, heading straight for the 'magazines' that the Merovingian subscribed to. Antoine half-yelled. "What was that?! We can't heeeeear us!"
"CATS!!!!" Yelled Aidenn, for the second time in less than an hour.
"Oh!" Antoine yelled back, "CATS!!!!"
The guards just looked at each other, shrugged, and left.
Aidenn turned to her and glowered. "Why did we do that?"
"Oh, we don't know... Could it have anything to do with the COOKIES??!!"
The Merovingian's head chef had baked some M&M cookies (Antoine's favorites) for a fundraiser The Merovingian had been scammed into going to. Antoine had smelled them, and, without seeing the note, wolfed them all down. Thinking they were tribute to her. Aidenn had, of course, known this, and Adrian had been out. Aidenn had snuck down to the Merovingian's office, told him that a thief was eating the cookies, and had the pleasure of watching him turn purple, run down the hall to the kitchen, gathering guards on the way, flying through the door, just in time to see a panicked Antoine shove the last cookie into her mouth... She had had to go live with Vlad for almost a month, because the Merovingian would start screaming "BISCUIT!!!!!!" whenever he saw her.
Neither of them had forgotten this, of course, and Aidenn started laughing all over again.
"So," she said, when he had finally stopped. "What's this about CATS?"
"Just, uh, interested..."
"Aidenn! We both know that we're hiding something."
"We'll find out soo-"
"Do.not.even.try."
"Ok, fine... We win..." He told about the finding of the cat.
"What??!! We. We left a CAT in our SUITE??!!!! It'll piss all over! Oh boy... Adrian will not be happy... We'd better get to a pet supply store, fast. We can say we bought him..."
"We can keep him?!" Aidenn did a little dance. "Really really really???!!!"
"Aidenn. Calm. Down. We're an assassin. And we're dancing like a three-year-old..."
He attempted to become serious again. "Yes. Pet store. Exactly. What about the cat books?"
"Oh, we know enough. What breed is this cat?"
He blinked. "Umm... He's male. And white...? And, er, fluffy?"
She shook her head. "Oh dear. Oh well, not important for now... We can find out later..." She stood up, walked past the guards, who didn't look up, and led Aidenn down the halls to the parkade. When they were just about there, a figure stepped out of the shadows. Antoine screamed, leapt into the air, and jumped behind Aidenn. He dropped into a fighting stance, whipped out a knife, and noted that the attacker was... laughing?
Vlad stepped forward more, doubled over. "Good afternoon, Antoine... I just came to say 'hello'. You do not see me anymore! I miss you!"
She blushed, and stuttered "I, uh, I... I... Ihavetogonowseeyoulaterbye!!!!" She grabbed Aidenn's arm and rushed into the parkade.
Panting, she turned to Aidenn. "Laugh. And. Die."
He did the 'who, me?' face, looking as innocent as a 6'3" albino assassin could. "Never crossed our mind... But we should go see him more! After all, we lived with him for a month..."
"The month from HELL!!!! 'specially when we got our period..."
Aidenn blushed. "Oooookay... tooooo much information. Baaaaaad image." He shut up, hurried to the Escalade, and opened the door for her.
Well, I'm tired, bed time!
She hissed at him. If it had been anyone else who had done that, she would have had one of her knives at their throat. She reached for one, playfully. "Don't do that! Or someday, who knows what we might do..."
"Try threatening someone who has fear..."
"Why are we here? We never come to the library..."
"Well, uh..."
She knew he was hiding something. What, she didn't know. She didn't like to pry into their thoughts...
"Say, Antoine? We probably know the library better than anyone, right?"
"Uh, ya... We guess so... Why?" She drew out the last word.
"Well... do they have any books on..." his voice lowered, "Cats?"
Just then, several other guards walked in, heading straight for the 'magazines' that the Merovingian subscribed to. Antoine half-yelled. "What was that?! We can't heeeeear us!"
"CATS!!!!" Yelled Aidenn, for the second time in less than an hour.
"Oh!" Antoine yelled back, "CATS!!!!"
The guards just looked at each other, shrugged, and left.
Aidenn turned to her and glowered. "Why did we do that?"
"Oh, we don't know... Could it have anything to do with the COOKIES??!!"
The Merovingian's head chef had baked some M&M cookies (Antoine's favorites) for a fundraiser The Merovingian had been scammed into going to. Antoine had smelled them, and, without seeing the note, wolfed them all down. Thinking they were tribute to her. Aidenn had, of course, known this, and Adrian had been out. Aidenn had snuck down to the Merovingian's office, told him that a thief was eating the cookies, and had the pleasure of watching him turn purple, run down the hall to the kitchen, gathering guards on the way, flying through the door, just in time to see a panicked Antoine shove the last cookie into her mouth... She had had to go live with Vlad for almost a month, because the Merovingian would start screaming "BISCUIT!!!!!!" whenever he saw her.
Neither of them had forgotten this, of course, and Aidenn started laughing all over again.
"So," she said, when he had finally stopped. "What's this about CATS?"
"Just, uh, interested..."
"Aidenn! We both know that we're hiding something."
"We'll find out soo-"
"Do.not.even.try."
"Ok, fine... We win..." He told about the finding of the cat.
"What??!! We. We left a CAT in our SUITE??!!!! It'll piss all over! Oh boy... Adrian will not be happy... We'd better get to a pet supply store, fast. We can say we bought him..."
"We can keep him?!" Aidenn did a little dance. "Really really really???!!!"
"Aidenn. Calm. Down. We're an assassin. And we're dancing like a three-year-old..."
He attempted to become serious again. "Yes. Pet store. Exactly. What about the cat books?"
"Oh, we know enough. What breed is this cat?"
He blinked. "Umm... He's male. And white...? And, er, fluffy?"
She shook her head. "Oh dear. Oh well, not important for now... We can find out later..." She stood up, walked past the guards, who didn't look up, and led Aidenn down the halls to the parkade. When they were just about there, a figure stepped out of the shadows. Antoine screamed, leapt into the air, and jumped behind Aidenn. He dropped into a fighting stance, whipped out a knife, and noted that the attacker was... laughing?
Vlad stepped forward more, doubled over. "Good afternoon, Antoine... I just came to say 'hello'. You do not see me anymore! I miss you!"
She blushed, and stuttered "I, uh, I... I... Ihavetogonowseeyoulaterbye!!!!" She grabbed Aidenn's arm and rushed into the parkade.
Panting, she turned to Aidenn. "Laugh. And. Die."
He did the 'who, me?' face, looking as innocent as a 6'3" albino assassin could. "Never crossed our mind... But we should go see him more! After all, we lived with him for a month..."
"The month from HELL!!!! 'specially when we got our period..."
Aidenn blushed. "Oooookay... tooooo much information. Baaaaaad image." He shut up, hurried to the Escalade, and opened the door for her.
Well, I'm tired, bed time!