Scene: Francis and Elyse

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I cant send stories I write on my computer over Snap so more will likely be getting posted in here. 

Anyways, Let's see how well I can write Francis.

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Francis stopped his half hearted sweeping of the hallway and leaned his broom against the wall as he heart the quick footsteps of an annoyingly excitable neko coming towards him. What he wasn't quite expecting was for her to throw her arms around him in a hug, making him take a step forward so he didn't fall.

"I have a date!" Elyse said, letting go of Francis and moving in front of him. "and I have high expectations this time. Well, high for me."

"Meaning what anyone else would consider a simple date?" 

"Maybe even a little less." Elyse laughed before her expression sombered up a bit. "It's with Sitri..." Elyse looked to meet Francis' eyes, seeing a very serious and somewhat blank expression that she had gotten used to seeing on his face these days.

"But that's why I wanted to find you. I - I dont have very much luck with first dates so it's not like I'd cry over missing one. I know you haven't given me all the details of you past and I know you had been involved with him before so... If you don't want me to do this, just tell me. I'll make up an excuse and I'll never see him again. It's us before incubus." Elyse said, reaching out and taking Francis' hand. He was important to her. No matter how annoying or stubborn he could be at time, he was still one of her best friends. 

A moment of silence passed between the two and Elyse was expecting the worst from Francis. She would understand if he got mad at her, she figured he may feel like she had betrayed him. She glanced at the freshly swept floor, waiting to hear his decision and only holding a sliver of hope for his blessing. 

"I've told you time and time again, what happened before in Francia is over. It doesn't matter anymore. Why should I care if you date him, ma chat." Francis asked, flashing her a very familiar smirk found on her favorite playful frenchie. 

"Thank you!" Elyse threw her arms around Francis again, hugging him tightly. "And don't worry, I won't let this distract me from getting you your incubus." Elyse peeked up at him before dropping her arms to her side once more. 

"I knew you were behind that letter." Francis crossed his arms but Elyse could tell that wasn't true anger he held. He had expected nothing less from this troublesome maid. 

"Mais, Francis. Je ne parle pas Francias." Elyse replied, making a halo over her head with her fingers. (But francis, I dont speak french) Francis only scoffed, they both knew that was a lie. She wasn't fluent but she could carry out a day to day conversation. 

"Well, I have a date to get ready for. I'm pretty sure this one won't turn out to be secretly a girl." Elyse said confidently.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that." Francis replied. "Fem-Sitri was a personal favorite of mine."

"Ew! I don't want to think about that. Keep your d-ck in Dantalions h-" Elyse was cut off when francis clamped a hand over her mouth in warning to keep her voice down.

"You know how rumors fly here." Francis muttered, removing his hand. 

Elyse, never one to be serious for long, only had a challenging look in her eyes. "I never took you to be one who cared what rumors said. And for the record, I think I'd like male and female Sitri."

"Oh? I never took you to be one to like Femboys. You always go for the strong and silent type." 

"And I never took you to be the Submissive type." Elyse finished the banter and turned on her heel to go back to her room. "You better make a move on your man before I make one for you!"

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