A defeated groan came from Lucie upon getting Jaws killed by Bond as Mortimer managed to get the drop on her, "You sneaky little..." She cut herself off from finishing that sentence as she sighed, "Don't think that will happen a second time!" Lucie proclaimed confidently as she respawned and picked ...

With the dust settled after the adorable beatdown Lou gave Sylvie, the bunny was set back down on the counter where she rested motionless. Even so, if the girl who had suffered the cutie patootie wrath of the bunny gave it one second look, she would've noticed that Lou began to give random side eyes ...

The two pets made no sound as Baron continued to walk into the wall without end. Meanwhile, the two siblings had run into each other and got caught in a gunfight. Claude was damn near getting killed. Meanwhile, Lucie was at only half health, "No no no no no..." He murmured as he frantically tried to ...

"Hey man, you're putting yourself at a disadvantage," Claude said as he noticed Mortimer scoot away from them. Without any effort, he grabbed his friends arm and pulled him back, "Get back here and play!" And with a gentle yet hard tug, his friend was right back where he was, at risk of getting ...

The floppy eared bunny continued to stare at Sylvie head-on, not a thought behind the black orbs that were her eyes. Her nose twitched as she took a small whiff of the new being that was holding her. Claude and Lucie watched the interaction between the bunny and the girl. It looked straight up ...

BARON SAMEDI

As if on cue, the two pets picked Baron Samedi as the character they would play as. It seemed as if they managed to choose a character themselves by Lou just hop once on the controller, which did the trick just fine, "They're very smart, as you can see." Claude told Mortimer casually ...

"Oh ouais, ton sandwich est prêt, Claude!" ("Oh yeah, your sandwich is ready, Claude!") Lucie called out from the kitchen once she got there, prompting Claude to take a detour as he walked towards the kitchen at a brisk pace. The delectable aroma of meats and cheese and sauerkraut emanated within ...

Lucie instantly knew what character she wanted to play as: Jaws. She quickly walked over to Claude's bed and set her bunny on the bed, Lou looked around briefly, her black beady eyes staring into the nothingness of everything before she suddenly hopped out of the imminent blast radius as Lucie let ...

Hearing that from Sylvie made Claude and Lucie laugh; making it clear that they heard that many times before. "On entend ça souvent, tu sais!" ("We get that a lot, y'know!") Claude responded to his friend as he reached Sylvie and stood in front of her. Lucie, on the other hand, not wanting to let ...

Now that sounded like a fun game to play, it had been a hot minute since Claude last played Goldeneye, and he wasn't going to waste the opportunity to play it, "Good choice, I'll pop it in real quick!" He was clearly excited to play it with the way he said that to Mortimer before he got up and ...

As Sylvie pleaded, Lucie gave a light-hearted chuckle before setting the terrified bunny of a girl down, practically freeing her from the wolf's jaws, "Calme-toi, je te crois, mais il n'y a pas besoin d'essayer de nier que tu aimes mon frère, car je peux facilement le deviner chez toi!" ("Calm down ...

Lucie's brow furrowed upon "Sylvie" mentioning her baby brother's name, not necessarily in an angry way but more so in a way that she was very suspicious of the small teen, "Ah vraiment, il l'a fait?" ("Oh really, did he now?") Overprotectiveness laced her voice as she asked that question, the next ...

Claude noticed how Mr. Bisette only ever periodically looked up from his phone to greet him, and that pissed him off a bit, but he wasn't going to make a whole mess out of it. Instead, he had something else in mind. The young man casually grabbed the hand of Chester's father that he held the phone ...

RUFFRUFFRUFFRUFFRUFFRUFFRUFFRUFFRU-

Loud barks from a rather large sounding dog erupted within the mansion, pitter patter of paws thundered up to the other side of the door, "ROCKWELL, CALME-TOI!" ("ROCKWELL, QUIET DOWN!") A voice from an older woman could be heard—a high school graduate, from ...

Was it really the weed that got Chester to rant on and on, or was it Claude's impeccable Charisma that did the trick? Truly seemed like it was either or, but Claude liked to think that he would've been able to get Chester to talk comfortably all the same, regardless of the effects of weed, "Oh sure ...