chikaidestroyer: (Surrounded by idiots)
Albert Silverberg ([personal profile] chikaidestroyer) wrote2011-11-28 06:09 pm

∞ 99: Horoscopes [action]

[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.]

[identity profile] mydearapple.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
Does that mean we're just going to let it lounge around in your room for now?

[He doesn't seem to be in much of a rush to continue searching... not that Caesar minds this at all.]

[identity profile] mydearapple.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
Uh... Are you sure? [He tilts his head thoughtfully.] Your tone earlier suggested otherwise.

[identity profile] mydearapple.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 07:28 am (UTC)(link)
A valid one. [He would surely disapprove if he decided not to keep helping him. Then again...] But if you insist, I guess a break would be fine.

[identity profile] mydearapple.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 07:56 am (UTC)(link)
With the cookies? [...wait. Despite how many of those he's seen his brother munch on in just the past few minutes, there might be a very logical explanation for this.] Are you going to try and lure it out?

Wow, auto-correct. At least they were close!

[identity profile] mydearapple.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 09:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Caesar sits down in one of the chairs, looking down at Kogoro.]

Wanna help him out?

[identity profile] mydearapple.livejournal.com 2011-12-06 09:42 am (UTC)(link)
[He sighs a bit to himself at that response.]

I didn't think so.

[Caesar makes himself comfortable on the chair, though, and decides to shut his eyes for a little nap. He had to feed Kogoro and take him out still, too, but he could do that later on.]