The fine friend...

Tybalt and Julius were standing on the balcony, and Romea was already asleep in the next room. With one hand they held more beers and with the other their clubs, from which a yellow stream of urine was flowing, watering the garden below. The party was over, mostly because no one could withstand such amounts of ****. Except for these two.

"I still can't belive you're getting married", Prince of Cats aimed his piss at the stray dog and laughed profusely, "It's so much not your style."

"What do you mean?", Julius took another sip of the ale, still holding his manhood in the second hand.

"First you refuse to work in the family business, and then suddently you become engaged with our sworn enemy", Tybalt shook the tip of his privy parts to get rid of the last drops, "They sell dog food, we sell cat food. These are completely different worlds, man."

"I honestly thought you were angry with very idea of getting married, not with who I am getting it", Julius looked at his cousin blankly.

"Listen up. I have nothing agnist Romea. She seems cool", Prince of Cats put palm on the shoulder of his kin, "But her family, the Montane... They'll eat you alive."

"Thanks for advice, but I can handle it", Julius replied possessively, biting his lip.

"Just like you deal with Rosaline? You think I haven't seen you two together tonight?", Tybalt raised his voice involuntarily, frightening his cousin with the thought that he would wake up the girl sleeping behind the balcony doors, "You don't think she's also part of Montane's plan to make us look dumb in front of everyone?"

"I don't care. I am going to marry Romea no matter who thinks what", Julius jerked a warning finger at the Hawaiian shirt of his kin, "And I expect you to help me with this, just like I helped you take over CEO chair of our grandfather."

The Prince of Cats, the false head of the Caput family, gasped. He started to struggle with his thoughts, but seeing the relentless gaze, he knew what decision he had to make.

"Okay. We have a deal", Tybalt wondered what was behind Julius's motives, but could not see through his cousin's mind to be sure for good. He could only act like a fine friend and play along until something change, "I don't know what tomorrow will bring, but I will support your choices."

"I'm glad. Now let's go back inside. I have enough for one day", Julius was the first to leave the balcony without waiting for his kin. He lay down with his love, cuddling his nose agnist her blonde hair.

He fell asleep overhelmed by her scent before clocks struck 01:00am on April 1st.