@MelanoidMenace “Heh! Sucks for you, guess that means you gotta hit the litter box.”
He’d laugh at his own joke, before another noisy gurgle made him wince. No laughing when he’s about to blow.
“Urgh…I-I’ll catch you around, later!” He quickly turned tail and waddled out the door, squeezing-
@desirxedfaith “What, like, bodyguard duty?” He deflates just a little. “Sheesh, I can do that easy. Might even be able to catch up on some shut-eye when things get real quiet, geheheh.”
@MelanoidMenace “What, like, get your butt kicked on purpose?” He rose a brow incredulously. “Uh, yeah, I might be pretty sadistic but I don’t think I can pull off the other half of S&M, bud.”
@MelanoidMenace “…Okay, smart guy. Let’s hear it, how would YOU handle a rival then? Gimme some advice, why don’tcha.”
He huffed, taking the piss a little but staring Panther right in the eye. He wouldn’t admit it, but there was some curiosity guiding those questions as well.
@MelanoidMenace “Heh! You’re darn’ tootin’! I’d make sure that rivalry wouldn’t last more than a day!” He says that with such confidence, not realizing the connotation it implies.
As if to add to such a statement, his gut would rumble and gurgle a few times.
@MelanoidMenace “Ugh. I WISH I had one of those.” He lets out a long drawn out sigh as he slumped against the table. “Having some lousy pipsqueak to crush AND getting paid to do it? Sign me up, I don’t need nothing else in life, geheheh.”
@MelanoidMenace “Think it’ll bring some big bucks in our way?” He huffs. “Although, those goody two-shoes have had it way too nice lately. It’d be fun just to get the chance to ruin their day.”