∞ 99: Horoscopes [action]

[chikaidestroyer]

[Aquarius:
- Your next shower will be interrupted by a large mildly poisonous insect.
- Your sudden sweet tooth is probably a sign of impending doom.
- Duck!
- Learn to drive, jerk!

Albert had raised a brow when he had seen the horoscope predictions. There were, of course, mentions of the horoscopes and comments over the journals that the predictions were coming true. He's understandably somewhat wary when he takes his shower that day -- especially when the prediction comes true and he finds the hand-sized insect skittering around his feet. He jumps out of the shower.

The insect jumps out with him. And makes a beeline for the crack underneath the bathroom door.

...Wonderful.

After that experience, he finds himself heading to the plaza to visit ... the bakery. Anyone seeing him around the plaza or in the bakery will discover that he is being followed around by a male mallard duck -- everywhere. Maybe it has something to do with the prediction, or the fact that Albert seems to have taken to eating a lot of pastries. Either way, he is being followed by a duck. Everywhere.

Said mallard duck is still following him as he heads down to the battle dome -- because there is no other place that he can think of where he can cure this sudden need to learn how to drive. He may just spend the entire day there, which is entirely strange for him no matter what day it is.]

Comments

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

[Gross. Especially after what he just ate. He'll probably clean these later, just in case.]

Are you sure you don't want him to look for the other one, too?

[chikaidestroyer]

[Albert pauses at the question.] You would feel comfortable with that? [Kogoro was Caesar's dog, after all.]

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

Why wouldn't I? [He shrugs. It's not like his dog just ate a poisonous insect or anything! But he can't stop himself from saying it anyway.] If you want him, you can have him.

[chikaidestroyer]

...Hm. [Albert raises a brow at Caesar's shrug, but averts his attention to Kogoro.] Kogoro, there's another bug you can play with inside the house.

[The little dog's ears perk, and he trots down the hallway curiously. Albert glances at Caesar as the dog disappears around the corner.]

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

Don't say it like that. He might try to eat it again.

[Once Kogoro makes his way back down the hallway, Caesar stands up.]

[chikaidestroyer]

[His eyes remain on Caesar when he answers like that.] I thought that was the point.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

I'm not trying to make him sick, you know.

[chikaidestroyer]

...Perhaps he will accidentally crush it before he can bites it in half.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

I hope so. I don't want to clean up after a sick dog anymore than you do.

[chikaidestroyer]

[Albert walks the rest of the way down the hall, looking at Kogoro sniffing around the living room.]

...We'll see how he fares.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

[Caesar follows after him, too, just to see how Kogoro does for now.]

I guess he really can be helpful. When he wants to.

[chikaidestroyer]

That is assuming he did that to be helpful; it seemed like a game to him.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

I think he was just doing it to be helpful. [Another lie—he knows he was just playing around. He leans against the back of one of the chairs.] Besides, it worked, didn't it?

[chikaidestroyer]

It did. Though I suppose question is whether or not these "mildly poisonous" insects will actually bite. The one your dog was antagonizing did not seem ready to bite him.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

That doesn't mean we shouldn't get rid of them. Good intentions or not, I'd prefer not to share the house with a bunch of bugs, thanks.

[chikaidestroyer]

[Albert makes a face.] I wasn't implying that we should. I would prefer not having to deal with the possibility of a large insect crawling on my face while I am sleeping.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

Then it doesn't matter if it'll bite or not, does it? Just be careful. [He raises his voice a little, directing his comment this time toward Kogoro.] That goes for you, too, okay?

[chikaidestroyer]

[Kogoro just tilts his head at Caesar uncomprehendingly, then wags his tail a little before returning to sniffing around the living room.]

...Well then. I'm going to get something to eat and check the kitchen properly for any signs of the remaining insect.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

All right. I think I'll go and take a nap.

[...no, he's going to go and properly check his room again. But whatever, there's no need to try and correct himself.]

[chikaidestroyer]

You don't want to take Kogoro with you to check your room? [He finds himself glancing at the small dog again.]

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

[He considers that for a moment before he shrugs.]

I guess I could do that. [He moves around the chair to better get Kogoro's attention.] Hey, Kogoro. Come here.

[chikaidestroyer]

[Albert nods in approval, even as Kogoro looks up from his sniffing to trot over to Caesar's side. The dog wags his tail happily, sitting in front of Caesar attentively.]

He acts so well-trained.

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't be surprised if it was only an act. [He makes a face just thinking of all the trouble Kogoro liked to cause him. Caesar turns back down the hallway to go and check out his room again.] Come on.

[chikaidestroyer]

[Kogoro pads after Caesar quietly, pausing to sniff at the towel at Raine's door (probably because of the kitten within the room) before returning to Caesar. Albert heads off towards the kitchen, already thinking of what he could possibly eat ... and wondering if the insect could be baited in some way.]

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

[Caesar uses his foot to drag the towel away and opens up his door. He switches on the light and steps back to allow room for Kogoro to go inside.]

See if you can find the bug, got it?