Location:: Town Hall | With:: Wilhelm | Thoughts:: Gotta get this festival a float
As Theodore went into the primary building he made way to his office and set his bags down in front of it. He put his best dress shirt back on and retied his tie with such grace and skill, the most magnificent half Windsor knot if he did say so himself. Theo took one of his bags and made his way into his office and set his case up on his desk. He proceeded to unpack... a torn down doll house, that looked fit for a really buff man doll. But the door was quite large on it. Theo set it up as Wilhelm got a small construction worker hat from the bag and went over and helped position things as he locked them into place. As Theo was doing the final touches Wilhelm dragged a small bag over to his feet. "
I didn't forget dear Wilhelm, your litter box is a must to keep this place clean." Theodore filled the little litter pan, and then went about filling his food bowl. "
I'll be back with some water for you." As the giant man in his fanciful dress shirt went into the hall and found a jug of clear water sitting on his Secretary's desk, and proceeded to pour some of it into the little bowl for Wilhelm. Setting it in Wilhelm's little living room he took a quick drink before doing his ferrety business with a little bit of curtain. As he had the little house up to the window so Wilhelm could see outside.
"
Let's see.. we need to get these papers taken care of then check on the festivities...." He stated as Wilhelm came out of his little manor and leaped up on the table now wearing a small wig, and a tiny monocle. "
Hm... I need a witness for these signatures.. Wilhelm get the stamp pad." The General read them over briefly signing the papers bit by bit, as he would set them over to Wilhelm who would stamp the witness part with his little paw. He stopped on one of them and looked it over, "
Who would ever suggest such a horrible thing. We will not tear down the Goddess shrine for a a Casino!" he tossed the paper to Wilhelm who promptly began to shred it with his teeth and claws, before pushing it off the desk with his tail. "
Filthy Heretics... We will not have such thought by.." As he picked up a scrap of paper. "
Barnabee Owls of Thanesport, hurumph. Barnabee.. that's a weak name for a weak little man." He stated tossing the paper down into the trash can.