Gilbert
is
snickering and lurking on the roof of a building, just waiting for someone to come out so he could pour paint on them.
comes out holding a bag of some new clothes.
dumps the paint on him.
freezes when the paint hits his head, he stared up at who just poured paint on him.
Gilbert
is
hiding.
doesn't see anyone then quickly heads home, he was embarrassed now.
let's loose so much laughter when he is gone.
would not be pleased to know who had dumped paint on him.
Gilbert
will
not tell him~
would make him sleep outside if he ever found out. He would let the dogs on the bed over the Albino. BT
comes home to look for him.
Roderich
was
in the shower trying to get the paint off of him.
pokes his head in. "Roddy!"
doesn't move from his spot in the shower. "I'm in the shower Gilbery.."
blinks at that. "So?"
breathes out quietly. "I'm trying to wash paint off of myself." He muttered.
Gilbert
is
trying not to snicker. "Need help?"
((We're in the middle of an event now, please keep all these Plurks on hold! Thank you!))
frowns quietly. "I don't know how much help you would be."
pokes his head in. "Much help, I assure you."
looks at him. "D-Do you mind not just sticking your head in?!"
pulls his head back out....then yanks the curtain open.
gasps slightly. "Gilbert! It's cold!" He tried to grab the curtain, embarrassment washing over his features.