Don't Tell Elise {Glady}

[Prompto (Shotgun) Zarxen]

A lazy day?

Finally? Oh man...this felt great. Stretching out on the couch that was in the lounge, Prompto raised his hands above him and closed his blue eyes. He was exhausted. Ignis had woken him up especially early to bitch about the car that had been destroyed the previous night. Hell! It hadn't been his fault that the car had gotten smashed apart! Here he'd just wanted to enjoy ta night at the club with some cute little blonde that would have given him those big adoring blue eyes. Sure, it was a shallow desire, but no one went clubbing to find a girl that they were going to date! Besides, it wasn't like he'd found anyone that would be worth giving up his fantastic lifestyle for. Sure, maybe some day he would go the route that Glady or Noct seemed to be going, but until he found 'the one', or at least that shit they talked about in movies, he was content just the way things were. A man couldn't ask for much more than this when they were twenty years old.

The point was that the car being destroyed had nothing to do with any fault of his. Sure, he could have chosen to take any car, but Ignis' car was definitely the best, and why not take the best? Unfortunately two black cars had come to try and run him off the road, or pelt him with bullets. Is had taken some fancy driving - and a dew scratches in the car, to lose them. Okay, not lose, but he had stopped them anyway. Unfortunately they hadn't survived the forty foot drop to question, so Prompto had talked to authorities, and charmed his way out of getting any fines himself. Mentioning Noct's name had helped too of course, what were they gonna do? Anger the prince? Not a chance! He had to admit, being a guardian of the prince had its benefits, even if it had ruined his night with some cute little blonde.

Now that it was mid - afternoon, all Prompto wanted to do was sleep for awhile. He had dragged himself out after Ignis had woken him up so rudely and had spent the morning and part of the afternoon in his firing range out behind the mansion. He'd gotten pretty muddy with he recent rain while he was scrambling around and 'goofing off' as Ignis put it. He'd dumped his muddy clothes outside of his room and had changed into clean clothes before settling in the lounge for a quick nap. And here they were! What a miserable start to the day, though he supposed he should be happy to be alive and stuff. Well...he was the Prompto, he wasn't about to die! With a yawn, Prompto rolled onto his side and thought about going to the club tonight since the nights plans before had gotten messed up. It was a thought! Maybe he'd ask Glady if he wanted to go with him.

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Words:; 693
Muse:; Great!
Tagged:; Glady
Outfit:; Something I'll make?
Location:; Lounge
Notes;; Elise...is going to put them through the ringer
Listening To:; She's so mean - Matchbox Twenty

[Gladiolus (Scar) Cicatrix]

It was one of those days. One of those…hide from Elise days. She seemed to be on a nice cleaning rampage lately – all the time – and Gladiolus wasn’t sure he wanted to be caught by her. In fact, he’d paid a little closer attention to what he did now that she was around the mansion, he was sure to pick up a bit more after himself – not that he was messy or anything – but he would rather put forth the extra effort than to get a good scolding from that lady over his being a messy man and what not. He did well today not to run into her though, but he was sure that wouldn’t last long, Elise was everywhere, if there was dirt or a mess within the vicinity…she would be there.Thus it was just a good idea to avoid her altogether, no sense in getting into trouble for something so silly today...of course...that wasn't the case with Prompto it seemed, Gladiolus had taken a wrong turn and had gotten a glance of a very...frustrated Elise.

The larger guardian quickly took steps back around the corner he had came, but he had seen the target of frustration, and boy when Elise got a hold of Prompto...he was going to be a dead man. She had been going off about leaving clothes in the middle of the hall, she must've been in a real mood today. But hey, like any good best friend, Gladiolus started looking for the blonde trouble maker, going to warn him of the anger that was Elise that would be coming his way anytime today. It was difficult finding Prompto, you just never knew where he would be hiding during each part of the day. Some days in his room, others at the shooting range outside, and sometimes even in the garage, plotting his next attempt - or success - at taking one of Ignis' cars out for a nice joyride. He was sure that Ignis' new car would be the target of whatever he had planned that time...one of these days, Prompto was going to die, and Gladiolus wasn't sure there was anything he could do about that, after all...Ignis was his childhood friend of many years, and Prompto was just...the best friend, the big guy would be torn, so being neutral sounded good.

Finally, the lounge, it was the next place to look for Prompto. Gladiolus had already been through the garage and this was simply the next place to look, otherwise he would head out to the shooting range and see what, or rather who, was out there. Luckily this was the right place to be, he saw the hair of the blonde and sighed to himself before wandering over at an average pace, patting Prompto's shoulder as he walked by the quite relaxed guardian. "You're in for a real treat here soon, Prompto. Elise is on a rampage today and found your dirty clothes outside your room in the hall." he said with almost an amused smirk on his lips. It was kind of silly, yet very funny in the mind of this one. He was just waiting for Elise to pop out of nowhere and start lecturing THEM, Gladiolus always seemed to be around the wrong place at the wrong time when things like that happened, it was a curse. "I'd be sure to find a better hiding spot before she finds you." he said with a shrug before plopping himself down in a nearby seat, finding himself quite relaxed as well. It was one of those days, not just a 'hide from Elise' day, but a relaxing day...unless you were a certain blonde about to be torn into for not picking up after himself...not pointing fingers at all, but if someone were to go into hiding right now, it should be Prompto.

Ha...if only Gladiolus knew what was awaiting for him as well. His fate was sealed.

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Words:[/color] 732
Muse:[/color] Good!
Tagged:[/color] Prompto
Wearing:[/color] something normal?
Listening To:[/color] Nada
Notes:[/color] None!

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