#lee chase

“WHAT HAPPENED TO ANNONS ASK!” They cry as I flee with a suspiciously ask shaped lump in my throat, giggling

NO NO BECAUSE LIKE, WAIT LIKE-

HE WOULD HAVE THAT GOOFY MONOTONE LAUGH THE MAJORITY OF THE TIME BUT YOU GET A GOOD SPOT (that i personally hc to be around his lights) AND ITS OVER-

ITS ALL GITS AND SHIGGLES UNTIL CHASE STARTS LAUGHING WITH SOME EMOTION AND HES JUST SNORTING EVERY FIVE FRAGGING SECONDS- ALXNSKDSNSKSARRRAGAGAIWJDJ

EVERYONE IS SHOCKED WHILE HES JUST WIGGLING AROUND DYING IN SOMETHING OTHER THAN MONOTONE-

- You idiots had one job! Just one! Take care of my pet until I get here, and everything else goes swimmingly. But no! You imbeciles managed to lose her in less than two hours! How? Just explain, how?

Lawrence has arrived at the club, expecting to see his pet taken care of and fed, only to discover the staff in a state of disarray and his darling nowhere to be found. He knew agreeing to perform in this village was a mistake, but he didn’t think it would be that bad.

Lee: I don’t know what you think we do here, but this is not a cat hotel. My workers have actual jobs to do. They were looking after your cat because they were doing you a favor. It’s not our fault the animal escaped.

Lawrence: Are you kidding me? This cat has never been away from human care in her life. Who even knows what has happened to her because of your negligence?! And you are not doing me a favor. As far as I remember, you contacted me with the intent to book me here. I did you a favor by agreeing to fly out to this Big Nowhere and now you’ve lost my pet!

He pauses, trying to curb the worry.

Despite the energetic loud cat climbing on the older woman, the two of them finally make it back to the club, to find Laurel calmly doing her homework next to the stressed out manager and next to Law Macabre, who instantly jumps to his feet with a big smile on his face.

- You found her! You actually found her! Thank you so fucking much!

His excitement and relief are so earnest that they make Brook forget that she is standing right next to her idol, until the fact hits her like a bucket of cold water. Barely finding her words, she smiles at the singer and squeezes out:

- We did! Josephine just followed this young woman when she was by herself, and she’s been with her ever since. She’s fine though, see?

Lawrence: She is, no thanks to these worthless workers. 

He addresses Mireille:

- Thank you so freaking much for taking care of Josephine? This is the first time that she has ever been outside like this. Who knows what could’ve happened to her if she was alone?

Mireille shrugs.

- Don’t thank me. Your cat wouldn’t leave me alone no matter how much I tried to get away. 

Even at this moment, the feline is wound around her neck, much like a moving furry scarf.

- Actually, now that everyone’s here, can you take her? I’m pretty sure all the fur is giving me an allergic reaction already.

Lawrence: Of course!

Before they leave, Brook remembers to ask the big question.

- So, Law, can you clarify something for me and my friend? We bought tickets for tomorrow’s show and we don’t know now if we can see it.

Lawrence: Why ever not?

Brook: Well, the club has an 18+ entry requirement.

Laurel: But she didn’t have any problems purchasing the tickets. The website never asked her for any age confirmation.

Lawrence: What??? That’s ridiculous. Of course, you can see the show, you have the tickets.

Lee: Absolutely not. The age limit is there for a reason, Mr. Frye.

Lawrence: Oh, really? I was never told about that when I agreed to perform here. And since the tickets were bought through my website, they can come.

Lee: That won’t happen. Otherwise we’ll have local parents complaining.

Lawrence: And if you bar any of my fans who have already purchased tickets from the show, you will be dealing with my lawyer. Perhaps, I should notify the authorities about how well you take care of your performers, after all?

That shuts the manager up. 

Lawrence smiles and addresses the girls:

- I can’t believe someone tagged the poster! I thought we had better people in Riverview.

Brook is very disappointed to see the likeness of her favorite musician so besmirched. 

Laurel: Maybe it was some rival singer? Who knows? Or some guy whose girlfriend is crushing on Law Macabre?

Brook: That’s just immature, if you ask me. Well, we should go see if there is anyone inside. It’s open after all.

The two girls enter the club only to find the singer in question furious and yelling at the club manager. 

Laurel: Whoa, they both look upset. I wonder what happened.