The pub was dark and near emtpy, save for a single cat lapping up a glass of milk.
The Jaguar and the Wolf stood next to each other, peering in through the window at Puss in Boots.
"That's him, the 'Fearless Hero' himself." The wolf sneered.
"Still cocky, even on his last life. It's almost amusing." The Jaguar admitted.
"What, are you gonna laugh at the face of death too?"
"No, Muerte, mi amigo. You know I have too much respect for you to do that."
"That's more respect than he gives us." The wolf responded with a huff.
"We've encountered this type before. They always meet their end."
"I have half a mind to end this one early."
"But you shouldn't, and you know that, Lobo."
The Wolf lets out a huff, taking a few steps away from the window and resting his forehead against a tree.
"I know, Gatita. But look at him! His actions are blatantly disrespectful to not only us, but everything we do!" The wolf then yelled.
"I know that! But breaking the rules over one cocky feline is disrespectful as well! Trust me, I would've taken care of him long ago if that wasn't the case."
The two stood in silence for a moment, before the Wolf turns around to face the Jaguar.
"What if we could scare the respect into him?" He proposed.
"....What now?"
"I think we could put the fear and respect of death into that felino engreído, don't you?"
"I...i absolutely agree."
"I knew you would."
"You know me well."
"I'll be back." The wolf gave a small wave before walking into the pub, whistling the cold tune.
After a short while, she could hear the beginnings of a great conversation.
"Excuse me, I never do this, but could I get your autograph?"
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Of Life and Death (PUSS IN BOOTS THE LAST WISH FANFIC)
FanfictionThe forces of Life and Death work in perfect harmony. For there to be life, one has to die, and vice versa. These were facts seemingly accepted by all, save for a certain few. The daredevils, cocky heros and the like, ones who claim to be immortal...
