The Illusion of Danger

Chapter 1

Hi all! Just a few small notes!
Just a heads up that there will be some heckin' spoicy bits within this fic but there will be warnings at the beginning of the chapter so that you'll have the option of skipping those if you don't want to read that sort of stuff.
Everything else is pretty mcfrickin' fluffy and cute (once the two gents get there, of course.)
Hope you enjoy!

"Sir, can I take your ord-"

"No."
The black and white cat replied bluntly to the waitress before she could even finish. He stood from his chair, left hand on the back of it while the right held his coat draped over.
"Excuse me, I have work to prepare for."
He continued as he walked away from the table.

"The tablecloth is wrinkled. I guess he just couldn't take it anymore."
Asa said, clearly trying to justify Mordecai's abrupt leave.

Of course, while he wasn't wrong, Mordecai found himself needing to get away from his ex-employer and her unbelievable 'associates', as she had put it.
They were hardly the kind of company he would be able to tolerate for very long, so an early excusal would have spared everyone the mess, especially that syrup-obsessed one; a disastrous one with the missing chunk out of his ear and ridiculous nicknames. The one he recognized as one of the band members from Mitzi's speakeasy.
It also gave him an opportunity to wait for Mitzi in her car for a quick conversation about a topic that was briefly touched.

Upon finding the vehicle that was Mitzi's, identified by the license plate, the first thing Mordecai noticed was the fact that the windows were adorned with bullet holes. The Lackadaisy had quickly turned into a circus since Atlas's death and Mordecai couldn't help but thank his lucky stars that he left when he did. It saved him ample amounts of embarrassment and humiliation.

The tuxedo cat quickly realized that the doors were unlocked, causing him to roll his eyes. He supposed this just made his life that much easier. It would keep him from looking too suspicious to any passersby.
Mordecai opened the back door and stepped in, sitting in the very middle of the backseat in order to keep the balance of symmetry. Now he supposed he would simply sit and wait for his chance to have a proper word with Mitzi in private.

Rocky watched as the serious cat got up and left with barely a goodbye. He was already quite irritated that the cafe didn't serve pancakes, but he wasn't going to let that or the other man get to him considering the meal was free.

For the most part, Rocky tuned out the boring conversation between his boss and the other business mogul at the table and enjoyed his lunch. Periodically he would glance over at his cousin, who barely touched his lunch and was more set on staring at the butterflies around the flower garden. Rocky rolled his eyes and looked back down to his plate to finish his meal.

Once Mitzy was done with her conversation she pulled out her chair and stretched her legs. Rocky snapped out of his stupor, having joined Calvin in watching the butterflies, he joined Mitzi in standing up, stretching his arms above his head and scratching his sides.

"Nice meetin' ya Mr. Sweet. Thanks again for lunch!"
The other man nodded, clearly irritated at the fact he had to pay so much for lunch. Rocky shot him finger guns despite that. Calvin nodded, and Mitzi thanked the man as well.

"That was... fun? Thanks for having us, Miss M."
Rocky shoved his hands in his pockets whilst he walked beside his boss and cousin.

"Yes, thank you, miss."
Calvin added in his own soft-spoken voice, once again getting distracted by a butterfly landing on the tip of his nose that he tried to blow away.