Reblogged from whiterabbitpeter
The cat didn’t move for a moment after the weapon was point at his head. He smirked, crossing his arms infront of his chest. “Really~? I thought you would like me more than others! After all - i’m not after Alice like you are~” He hurt to say this, but he had already confessed his love for Alice, and had been harshly turned down. The cat jumped up, flipping and landed on the tall hedge behind him. His tail swayed as he gripped his boa. “And I’m not lazy! I’m just curious, and if nothing peaks my interest, i don’t do anything.” He smiled. “And as for lack of manners - I grew up in an amusement park white.” That’s all he needed to say on that matter.
Peter couldn’t help but feel relieved at hearing Boris say he wasn’t after Alice. Not for lack of trying though, it seems. And as for him, Peter had his share of /severe/ let downs when it came to Alice, but he knew that clearly he and she were meant to be together. It simply wasn’t possible any other way. He would just have to be stubborn, still.
With renewed vigor, Peter fired at the imbecilic cat that seemed so proud of his lack of matters. He fired again, and again. “You just keep telling yourself that. Isn’t it an expression that curiosity killed the cat? Well, your curiosity about THIS place most certainly will not end well for you!” It was almost half-hearted as he said this, though. They had gone through this so many times. And it wasn’t like he didn’t see the truth in the cat’s words, the things that are more interesting drew his attention more, and if things were boring, he just didn’t know what to do with himself. It was almost unbearable when things were dull. It was almost better when someone came stalking around and messing with things.
Not that he would ever admit that to the cat, however.
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“Hm~ Shame.” Now he would be down a few playmates! His tail swayed back and forth in annoyance. Oh well, there will always be more - and Alice would hit him for that comment too wouldn’t she? “I’m glad I’m a cat and I don’t have to do anything!” He cheered before Alice was brought up, “Well, She hasn’t been by the amusement park either.” The cat sighed, fidgeting with his boa. “I guess she is either at the tower or the hatter’s place.” That reminded him, he needed to find dee and dum when he was done here.
There was a moment of silence from Peter, as he paused to think about this. There was indeed a good chance that Alice was at either of those places, but then again there was a cat right here. In front of him. Quite literally mocking him with his very presence. So, it was down to taking off at a dash to try to find Alice before the cat, or, just kill the cat now and not have any competition with Alice later.
It seemed like a pretty straightforward situation, actually.
“It’s your laziness and lack of manners that gets on my nerves, Airay.” he said, raising the gun and aiming straight at the cat’s forehead. Of course, there was no way that the cat would stay in one place long enough for such a good shot to actually hit, but he dove forward and fired the weapon anyway, steadily.
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“Hey Rabbit~!” Boris called, a smirk on his face. He slung an arm around Peter’s shoulders, just to mess with him. “Haven’t seen anyone but Pierce in awhile~”
There was a cold look on the rabbit man’s face for a quick moment, as he tried to work out exactly where the pink cat had come from. “Sneaking around AGAIN, are you?” he asked, seriously considering drawing his gun.The cat laughed. “Of course!” He removed his arm and took a few steps away from Peter. “Would I be me other wise? And keep it down-” He put a finger infront of his lips, telling the rabbit to not yell. “The guards haven’t found me yet! They’re really slow today.” He moved his hand back down with a smile. “How have you been White~?”
“Oh, they’re slow, are they?” Peter said, adjusting his glasses and looking over his shoulder, as if expecting to see some of the faceless men running in slow motion toward them. Unfortunately, this is not the case as he and the cat are alone. “I know some useless guards that will be losing THEIR heads this afternoon. I guess I have to do the cleaning up after them, don’t I?”
He turned quickly, answering the question as well as forming his pistol in his hand. “I’ve been good. Completely overworked as usual. And Alice hasn’t even come to see me today…” He sighs a bit at this, already beginning to feel depressed at her mention.
“Hey Rabbit~!” Boris called, a smirk on his face. He slung an arm around Peter’s shoulders, just to mess with him. “Haven’t seen anyone but Pierce in awhile~”
There was a cold look on the rabbit man’s face for a quick moment, as he tried to work out exactly where the pink cat had come from. “Sneaking around AGAIN, are you?” he asked, seriously considering drawing his gun.
