Pool Party - late weekly task

[madster]

malphas padded over, narrowing his red eyes. vigenere was right- morgan was actually super reliable. no matter what, it got done. perhaps that was what morgan such a great deputy, and malphas hoped one day he'd see him become leader. deep down, malphas cared a lot about morgan since morgan had saved his life so many damn times it was hard to count. the least he could do was attend this stupid pool party.

"i don't like swimming," the dark cat complained, being a cat and all. "but gimme a fuckin' ice pop."