OK. I know that it has been technically a month since last update but I had distractions. First of all I forgot my DeviantArt password and the story is way too long to tell you. Other than that last month we went to a fair and the hotel had no internet. And classes will begin soon so I had to buy materials and all the other stuff.

Enough talking lets begin with the story.

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''Francoeur?''

Maud voice sounded distant in Francoeur's mind, he guessed that this was how it felt like to be in shock. Too many thoughts were going on in his head and he couldn't really process; yet he felt blank. But when he hear his friend voice calling him again he realized that, just like his mind was absolutely blank, his body was unnaturally still.

Shaking his head to forget about it he smiled at Maud and purred an apology.

''Are you all right? You froze for a moment.'' Said Maud slightly worried. He smiled to her again this time more like his normal self, Maud looked at him suspiciously but did't said anything about it. Instead she said goodbye, and left.

Francoeur remained still. He stared at the door with his mind incapable of doing anything in front of the thousands thought that reappeared when the door closed.

(A/N: I'm not sure if I described the feeling well but I hope you get the idea)
It felt like hearing a lot of different sounds at the same time but also like the sound you hear when the is no sound, like a high tone buzz that seems to come out no where and doesn't leave until there's some noise.

It was the furious and desperate shout coming from Francoeur's room that made the giant flea react.

'' Get me out of here!'' Shouted Rude ''I think I'm claustrophobic!''

While Rude was trying to open the door by turning the handle Francoeur opened the door, which caused Rude to fall on the floor since he was trying to open the door from the drawer.

''Thanks'' Muttered Rude.

''Sorry, I forgot you were inside'' responded Francoeur.

''Don't worry'' said the cat more calm now that he was out of the room, he sighed and muttered ''I need to get out of this house, I need fresh air''

''Then wait here while I change'' Said Francoeur entering the room an closing the door.

''Wait. What?!'' Said Rude surprised that Francoeur heard him.

''I need a walk, the plan needs to be changed'' said Francoeur from the other side of the door as he began to change his clothes again.

After a few minutes Francoeur came out wearing brown slacks, a black shirt, a light brown jacket, a red scarf, a brown hat and his white gloves.

Rude was still trying to digest the fact that they were going out.

''You were talking seriously'' He said incredulous.''I thought you were kidding''

''I need to plan what we're going to do next, we still have a lot of things to do''.

''Like what?''

''Clean the rest of the kitchen, buy all the groceries that you either ate or ruined, replace the broken plates and vases and buy new cushions or a new couch''

''That's not much-''

''We have a day''

''WHAT!?'' Shouted Rude alarmed.

''That's why I need a walk''

''A day?'' Whispered Rude shocked ''We're doomed''

''If we consider the time it took to clean the living room the we don't have to worry a lot but the problem is that we only cleaned it'' Said Francoeur in a calm tone but clearly nervous ''we have a lot of things to buy, and that will take time''.

''Alright, you thing about that *sigh* I feel exhausted just with thinking about all that work''

''Don't worry, there's no sense in running; we just have to leave on time, that's all'' Said Francoeur with a hopeful smile on his face.

Rude's POV

After Francoeur made sure that all the windows were locket I was forced to promise him that I would not run away and that I'd return home with him just so he didn't make me wear that strange leash that he made out of some rope. He surely doesn't know the difference between a dog and a cat. He also made sure that the curtains were alright and the front door was locked before we started to walk towards the park.

It was clear to me that Francoeur was anxious about something but I couldn't tell what.

Was he scared about what would happen if we don't manage to complete the plan in time?

Maybe he was exited. . . about what?

''Are you alright? Because now that I think about what you said we don't really have a lot of things to do; we can even buy some of the things on the list today so we have more time left to do the cleaning and all that other stuff, what do you say?'' I said hoping to relax him in case he was anxious but he didn't awnser me.

I waited for a while but nothing happened, I asked him if he was alright but he didn't answer that one either I waited for some time again only to come to one conclusion: He was ignoring me!

''Hey! I'm talking to you!'' I said geting angry.

''. . .''

''Are you listening?!''

''What about Tigrou?''

That caught me off guard.

''Who?''

''For you. What about calling you Tigrou?''

''Really? Tigrou? Are you sure you're pronouncing it right? Why not just calling me Alain instead?'' I said with a smirk, Tigrou. . . Was he talking seriously? Besides '' I am quite handsome after all.''

''I don't know. . . What about Bell? You are noisy like a bell he he''

''Ha ha ha, how funny.'' I said sarcastically, such an awful name ''If that's the case then I prefer Tigrou, thank you.''

''Alright then, I'll keep that in mind. Although, I must say you're not exactly as jumpy as him but, I think that Tigrou is not a bad name for you''

''Are you telling me there's a cat actually called Tigrou?''

''He's not really a cat, you see, Tigrou is a tigger.'' Explained Francoeur as if everybody knew that Tigrou is a tigger.

What's a tigger anyway?

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Hope you liked it.

Tigrou is the name of Tigger in french.

P.S.: Please comment if I'm doing any mistakes, I would love to improve my writing but I can't fix a mistake if I don't if there's one on the first place.