Michel & Josette

Chapter 11: The Plan C

"Look, I'm sorry! Would you just forgive me so we can carry on with the plan C?" Michel tried to apologize to Faux for the thousandth time. Yes, Michel had counted each and every time he apologized and was getting very exhausted and worn out about it.

Faux kept walking, completely ignoring Michel. He had gotten dressed in his usual attire and was just walking through Paris, France, pretending Michel didn't exist.

"Come on!" Michel exclaimed desperately. "I need you!"

Faux scowled, but didn't look at him, continuing his wending.

"Come on!" Michel tried again. "Please! I'll do anything you want if you just do this one thing for me! Please! Please! Please! I'm begging you, Faux! I'm begging you!"

Faux suddenly stopped, and, to Michel's great surprise, turned around to face him grimly with a dangerous look in his eyes.

"Why the heck do you need me?! All you have to do is go up to her and ask her for a darn walk!" Faux hissed at him furiously. "It's that easy! Plus, I don't want to be around you anymore! You carry some dark curse wherever you go!"

Michel looked highly offended. "Grrr…!"

"Stop growling. You sound like a deranged lion that couldn't get the dung out of its butt when it decided to use the bathroom one day!" Faux hissed at him again, turning around and continuing onwards.

Michel stopped in his tracks, staring at the retreating Faux, his eyes wide and mouth agape.

"What in the world?!" Michel couldn't believe what Faux had just said. Now he was even more offended!

Michel decided to leave Faux alone for now and decided to take on the plan C by himself. "I don't need that ungrateful fiend! I can do this all by myself!" Michel declared loudly.

He began his search for Josette.

He soon found her!

Josette was at a park, sitting on a bench and feeding some pigeons like she had once did. Michel immediately got uneasy; remembering the time those pigeons randomly attacked him for no reason.

Michel bit his bottom lip and decided to tough it out. He gathered all the courage he could summon and marched his way over towards Josette, a determined look on his face.

Josette looked up, raising an eyebrow at him. "Huh? Marty? What are you doing here?"

Michel fell down (anime style) before quickly getting back up, scratching the back of his head and grinning sheepishly at Josette. "Ah…um…I was just looking for you!"

"Seems like it," Josette snorted with a roll of her eyes.

"And I was just wondering if…if you might like to take a calm, refreshing walk with me!" Michel finally burst out, smiling brightly at her and looking a bit nervous.

Josette stared at him for a very long moment before speaking, "Where's your boyfriend?"

Michel's mouth dropped open and he looked utterly appalled. "He…HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND!" he hollered loudly, causing all of the pigeons to fly away into the sky.

Josette laughed behind closed lips at this.

"It was all just some misunderstanding!" Michel exclaimed loudly with a shake of his head, frantically waving his hands in front of him like a bird would flap its wings.

Josette laughed openly at this. When she calmed down she said, "I know, Morty."

Michel calmed down too and gazed at her in perplexity. "Huh?"

"I said I know," Josette repeated without looking at him. "I always knew. I was just messing with you."

Michel ended up smiling at this. "Good!"

"But that doesn't mean I'm taking a walk with you," Josette told him with a shake of her head. "I've been walking all day and my legs are killing me. So I'm perfectly fine sitting down right here."

"Oh…" Michel sounded disappointed.

Josette went silent and she just looked straight ahead, a thoughtful expression dancing on her features.

Michel couldn't help but notice how pretty she looked. He smiled a little and then slowly took a seat beside her, trying to appear all casual and whatnot. "Well…I'll just sit here with you," he whispered.

Josette looked at him in surprise before looking away.

Then, she smiled a little.