SOMEONE GETS HURT / o, planecrash needed

[B.Y.T.E !]

smh at my late response

Plane was...all sorts of things that night, blurting out things that only ensured his own death among a few members of the Roux family, as well as Rinto for some reason. The biggest being completely stupid because of his flighty announcement that he wanted to marry Miss Roxanne to their entire chat without thinking of how this could effect their relationship that hadn't even become official as of yet. The feline had sit there, staring for seconds before running from his computer rather quickly and hiding under his beloved work desk to mope and wallow in misery for this colossal mistake of rushed fantasies within his perverted mind. It was almost like just seeing her much happier than the day he had met her wasn't enough. He was greedy, wishing that he could have more and more of Rox until...something, he wasn't sure what he was expecting to happen between them even with the subtle acknowledgements that she too, had some sort of positive feeling towards him that resulted in him not being shut down immediately. I mean, no definitive answer was positive, right? Hatbot had even consoled him to say he shouldn't be a complete mess just yet, after all....she had talked to him later on quite casually with little to no mention of the previous conversation

How lucky, huh?

Another sigh on his endless pile of sighs was added as he rolled off his bed, brushing off all those strange and mixed up feelings in his heart in favor of needing to actually get outside into the sunshine and lighten up the endless burned chaining him down even for a miniscule moment as to just feel the warm rays hit his ginger pelt. So, Plane found himself wandering towards his front door in order to escape the confides of his home, pushing the wood door with his spindly form only to hear and unfamiliar sound of something sliding across the small deck of his treehouse in front of his door. The tom squirmed his way into the great outdoors, a gentle breeze brushing past him as well as a small paper airplane that caught on his forepaw, desperately wishing to roam free in the air as it should be. He gently picked up the small craft in his paw, looking over the plane with curiosity before reeling back his paw and sending it flying forward towards the beach. It didn't take him long to notice another, repeating the same actions as before until he took in the fact these planes and all other sorts of paper folded into little animals or shapes littered the area creating some sort of...trail trying to beckon him closer. Planecrash was smarter than to follow some unknown trail, yet he felt no devious intentions within the cute little origami frog sitting not far from him, pointing off into the other direction as to get him moving. And that it did with the scientist carefully adjusting his bag as he moved along with his eyes sweeping around for what he was being led to. The last thing he was expecting to see, however, was Kal just sitting there and a rather large cake before him. "So, you finally ate her, huh?" He commented rather nonchalantly, hiding his surprise behind his bag and a suppressed grin on top of that.


"SPEECH"

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