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"...You do not waste time, do you." he sighed, shaking his head once more. "Haruki is being contained and interrogated within the confines of the Death Star; what you may commonly know as 'Level 2' in the Trial of Games Cell has bade you join." Z'reoth claried, then looking to the other strangely. "In laymen's terms, introduction."

Greene suddenly brightened and grabbed Z'eroth'z hand, giving it a good shake.
"Awesome THANKS BRO!" He said, hauling Pat back into the castle to find Cell.

"Gu-Gaaah!" Z'reoth gasped, bouncing up and down at the force of Greene's handshake. He wasn't used to such... physical contact.
"Hold! Hold, I say!" he hollered. "Stay your feet; be still-- Aw, screw it. WAIT FOR ME!!" the youth yelled, running after the two Furries in hot pursuit.




"What, what, what is it NOW, Greene?" Cell asked impatiently. "Can't you see I'm trying to spend some quality time with your dear brother, here?" he pointed, having been bouncing Mango on his knees.

((BAAAW <3 lil mango 'n Cell x3))

Greene frowned and huffed, rolling his eyes at the aight.
"When'll level 2 be done?! Haruki's trapped there!" He demanded.

(It's just like you wanted, riiiight? x3 <33)




"Yes, yes. What's your point, mutt?" Cell asked curiously.
"Cell, you braggart! Do not act as though you are oblivious to Haruki's capture!" came Z'reoth's voice, echoing down the hall until he finally caught up with the two Furries. ...If only his legs were longer.
"...I didn't say that, now, did I Mango?" the alien questioned the orange pup, as though purely for his own amusement.
"Ugh. I am surrounded by idiots!" Z'reoth scoffed.

Hehe yeah and Tis so sweet <3



Greene glared furiously and huffed.
"I NEED you to let us in and let us save him!" He said, practically begging.

Mango simply lay his head back down on Cell's knee, facing the alien with his back to everyone else. He was slowly falling asleep..

Hehee. x3 There'll be plenty moar where that came from.




Cell's eyes looked to Z'reoth, then to Greene, scrolling back and forth precociously as he gently scratched the back of Mango's head. He took in their words, and slowly... he chuckled.
"I know of that imbecile Haruki's predicament, but that's his own fault for his... emotional constipation." Cell said bluntly, cradling Mango in his arms as he stood up.
"So you would have us stand and remain powerless to act?" Z'reoth groaned, a hint of helplessness in his powerful voice.
"Well, like I said, Level 2 isn't quite ready yet. Were you to go now and 'swoop' in to the rescue, the moment you'd step into the world, you'd suffocate from lack of oxygen." he tsked. "Now, I have to put dear Mango here to bed. It's been a long day for all of us, and I suggest you take this chance to rest up, too."

Mango yawned, curling closer to Cell, simply for warmth, pulling his tail over his nose.
"But-..Haruki could get hurt!" Greene whined, too impatient to wait for it to be done. He wanted to help now!!...without suffocating..!

"Acting belligerent about it will only invite carelessness..." Cell said, turning his head to face Greene once more, "...and that will only invite death." he finished, and though he sounded like he was being stern... he sounded almost placidly concerned.

...Wait. Since when did Cell... care for whether or not Greene would live or die? Wasn't the entire purpose of the Trial of Games to kill them off, anyway? This question could not be answered; for he and Mango already left for their private chambers.

"Well, what a fine mess this is." Z'reoth scoffed as the candles dimmed almost on queue to Cell's leave. "...So, you two." he reluctantly began, addressing the two Furries curtly, at best. "...Where is it that we shall... 'crash' for the night?" the black-haired youth tried in a desperate attempt to fit in.

Greene huffed, and Pat sighed, leaning against the wall.
"I dunno bro." The grey furry replied with a shrug, and Greene looked to Z'eroth.
"Guess we'll just stay in the room we did last night?" He looked back at Pat who nodded.

"Fine; very well." Z'reoth replied with displeasure, and began marching up the stairs with much hesitation.

As he reached the top, his eyes grew large, and his mouth opened agape.

"...There is only one bed?!" he demanded, looking around in a frantic rage. "...Scurrilous."

"You can sleep on the floor if you want." Pat said with a shrug, happily crawling into the bed alongside Greene.

"Yeah, I don't care..!" The green furry said with a yawn, sleepiness beginning to overcome him.

"The floor is hardly a befitting place to..." he paused, shaking his head. "Oh, very well..." came Z'reoth's inevitable conclusion. He scooched inbetween the two Furries, slowly, and trying his hardest not to bump into any of them, laid his head down on the pillow in the middle.

His face was blushing, which... for one with a face as serious as his? Wasn't pretty.

Greene yawned, and snuggled up against the pillow, completely forgetting about Z'eroth. Pat yawned and curled up with his back to the human, curling his long tail around his legs.

"Whew." he sighed ever so quietly.

The coast was clear; it seemed as though they were keeping to their own space. Good.

He would by no means brook any means of snuggling.