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"WELL, OF COURSE NOT!" bora huffs, sending legosi a threatening glare. he throws his hands up, as if surrendering before tilting his head.
"what do you mean 'of course not'?" legosi holds up a finger, confused. He tries to ask another question, but he's silenced by her voice overlapping his.
"i mean no, of course i'm not mad that you never told me about tem!" the small rabbit is practically screaming at this point, and she's running around legosi in circles, forcing him to spin in place to try and keep up with her. his eyes dart around, struggling to train his eyes on her. how is she so fast?
"hey- s-stop that!" he pinches the collar of her dress and picks her up high enough so that her feet were dangling a few inches off the floor. her feet keep moving as if she was still running in a circle and once she notices that she wasn't on the floor anymore, she flails around, desperately trying to get back on the ground.
"alright, put me down!"
"not until you're done being mad at me." bora pouts and turns away from him.
it's been about a month or two since legosi had met bora, and he was happy to say that this is the most comfortable he's been with any herbivore - let alone any girl.
"you're such a big baby." she huffs, crossing her arms over her chest. "now please put me down."
"are you done being mad?"
"yes." bora turns her gaze to the floor, avoiding eye contact with the wolf.
"liar."
"legosi!"
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"HEY BILL!" BORA SKIPS into the acting club's room, waving at the tired-looking tiger. He looks up quickly, masking his frown with a wide grin. he brings his hand up and waves excitedly at the rabbit.
"hey bora!"
legosi eyes bill with a look that tells him to lay off. bill takes short notice of this, smiling at legosi.
"hey legosi. have you met bora yet?"
"yes, i have." the wolf snaps back, and everyone in the room turns their heads to watch the carnivores go off at each other. "have you?" bill opens his mouth to reply with a sassy remark, but bora beats him to it.
"this is stupid. i came here to design the set, not to watch you guys argue."
"and that's the attitude we should be having." louis glares at the carnivores, and they both retreat to their stations. "welcome aboard, bora."
"thank you." bora struggles to get the simple 'thank you' out of her system. she was tempted to say 'that's not what you told me in my happy wooden shed'. but the presence of other animals prevented her from acting upon that instinct. a quick look of annoyance flashes over her face. it would've been so funny too.
"anyways, the next play we were planning on doing is something that one of our dear actors created." louis claps his hands, giving everyone a vague glance. "so please get on that. there are scripts on the table over there." he points at a small table with stacks of paper propped up on it. "actors, come with me."
bora sits on a crate, watching the set design crew discuss the backdrop of a scene as she draws in a small notebook she had been carrying with her.
"well, couldn't we -uhhh-" one of the herbivores pauses midsentence, glaring at bora. "aren't you gonna help?"
"hm?" she looks up from her notebook and throws it onto the small poster they were drawing on. "i already have a backdrop for the first scene!" she smiles sickeningly sweet and the herbivore gets the note, grabbing her book and muttering. "and watch the language." he scoffs, about to turn the page when bora jumps at him, holding the page down. "i didn't say you could flip the page. there's the backdrop." she taps the sheet, resisting the urge to pinch him.
"you don't have anything else?" he asks, squinting his eyes at bora.
"no, do you?" she crosses her arms, struggling to keep her composure. he was being annoying. for absolutely no reason. i mean, i just got here? what's his problem? he hasn't stopped bitching for more than a minute.
"hello? are you even listening?" he snaps his fingers 2 times in front of bora's face, trying to garner any sort of response from the girl.
"what?" bora zones back in, turning her head to face him. "were you talking?" bill snickers, earning a glare from the herbivore. bill glares right back and doesn't stop glaring, even when he had turned back around to face bora, his eyes burning holes into the back of his head.
"...forget it, just keep working. we'll use this."
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"WELL, WHAT DID YOU think of acting club?" legosi has both his hands full, one with bora's backpack and the other with a shopping basket that was beginning to gain weight with how much stuff bora was buying.
"honestly, i think i'd rather commit a war crime than have to go back there again." she mumbles, tossing another bag of chips towards the basket. legosi laughs, moving his arm so the chips she threw would land in the basket.
"why's that?"
"didn't you see that one guy? such a prick." bora pauses at one of the shelves, picking up 2 candles and reading the names quietly. "so, which candle? i'm sure your smell is great." she holds both of them up and legosi leans over to sniff them.
"definitely the first one." he takes it from her, placing it in the basket. it makes a soft cracking noise, causing both legosi and bora to peer into the basket, horrified to find that he had thrown it right onto a carton of eggs.
"dude." bora whispers. legosi stays quiet. he looks at bora. she looks at him. without breaking eye contact, he slowly takes the carton of eggs and put them on the shelf next to them. "wow, sneaky guy over here, they definitely won't see the egg carton in the candles."
"shh, let's just pay and leave." he starts walking towards the register, not looking back at bora. she rolls her eyes and huffs before reaching up to push the egg carton back and put a few candles in front of it. the fu- where'd he go? no way he left already. she looks out of the window, sighing when she sees legosi peering from the other side of the glass, waving his hand (paw? kill me now) frantically. "ridiculous." she mutters, stifling her laughter.
