The silence seemed endless. Timon didn't know what to expect, uncertain how Laharl would react to what he had heard. He was in the dark, literally, awaiting a response of some sort from the prince nervously before feeling the cloak begin to raise.
As tangled as he had managed to get himself, he fell free with ease onto his rump when the article of clothing was carefully picked up. He hadn't time to complain about the matter though, not with the demon sharing an expression like that with him.
The meerkat stared back, equally as surprised until the overlords gaze was thrown elsewhere. Timon's took another route, but repeated the same action. He scratched the back of his neck, turning back to catch Laharl just as he finished reapplying he oh so cleaver disguise. A sigh of relief escaped him.
"Well, yeah... But not that much. You tried, right? When it comes to creativity though you only get a two. And that's only because you ain't sunk down to wearin' a pair of those Groucho Glasses. -which would look great on you, by the way."
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As tangled as he had managed to get himself, he fell free with ease onto his rump when the article of clothing was carefully picked up. He hadn't time to complain about the matter though, not with the demon sharing an expression like that with him.
The meerkat stared back, equally as surprised until the overlords gaze was thrown elsewhere. Timon's took another route, but repeated the same action. He scratched the back of his neck, turning back to catch Laharl just as he finished reapplying he oh so cleaver disguise. A sigh of relief escaped him.
"Well, yeah... But not that much. You tried, right? When it comes to creativity though you only get a two. And that's only because you ain't sunk down to wearin' a pair of those Groucho Glasses. -which would look great on you, by the way."