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Bulelt stared at the white wolf who had suddenly appeared in front of him. His silver eyes seemed to scan over the wolf for a moment or two, in completely silence. He didn't utter a word as he looked over the wolf that sat on the ground in front of him, the silence was quite unerving for anyone who it was directed towards.
"...Get up.." he said in a bit of an ordering tone. "You look like an babbling idiot..." His words were not the kindest one in the world, and most likely were not want the white wolf was expecting him to say.
"..I'm not sure where you got such techology..." he continued to speak, refering to her cloaking device. "...Nor do I really care, however, what does make me curious is how someone who has such techonology, can trip over an tail and be one of the most insecure beings I have run into."
Bullet's voice still had the unkind tone to it, but he wasn't doing it because he was mad. He sounded that way because of what she was. A wolf, just like he was. And in his point of view, wolves weren't completely uncompendant..at least not like the on in front of him.

"Your not going to make it." Super said, Frowing at his friend, Sickle. "It's not gonna work!"

The Black wolf smiled. "That's what you think! I'm gonna succeed." He argued back.

"It's gonna fall!" Super yelled.

Sickle placed the final fork on a huge silverware structure skillfully and landed back in his seat comferatbly. "Ha! See?" They both looked up at it.

A five foot model of the Eifel tower, made completly out of spoons, forks, and knives.

Super shook his head and sighed. "The point of this is?" He groaned. Placing his hand on the table. "Your just gonna have to take it down." The green hedgehog told him. Sickle merely shrugged.

"I'll get a picture!" He said, reaching into his fur, he pulled out a small pen. "Can you take it?" Super sighed, but agreed and took the camera. Sickle got into a ready pose. As Super took the Picture, he looked over and saw an odd sight. Outside of the restuarant they were in, Across the street, Bullet could be seen with a white wolf and a brown hedgehog. "Hm? Bullet? In broad daylight?"

"Where?" Sickle asked, spinning around, unfourtuntly for him, he had a rouge arm which hit one of the legs, completly taking it out. Looking up, both super and Sickle screamed as the tower fell on them.

CRASH

Sickle looked up. Besides the random utensil in his fur, he was okay, looking over super, he wwas currently tucked in a ball. Rolling out, Super frowned and turned to Sickle. "I've got a fork... in my ear..." He seethed. Sickle smiled.

Bullet looked over towards Heather as she spoke. He gave a sigh, and looked towards the wolf in front of him.
"..Sorry about that.." he mutter softly. It wasn't like him to apologize, but he really didn't need to get anyone suspicious, especially two girls who had no idea who he was.
"...Crowded places make me testy..." he muttered softly. "...I usually don't snap at someone like that.."
The black and silver wolf's ears twitched at the sound of the crash, before turning her attention in the direction it had come from. Just as he did, he picked up the sound of two familar voices and grumbled.
Not those two... he thought to himself. Even when I'm not attacking Sparky--they won't leave me alone.."

Sickle stared at the Fork. "Err... how'd that get there?" He said, reaching up slowly, as if to poke it. Super took a step back in defense.

"No you don't. I can take it out myself." He pointed at the wolf, before reaching up and grabbing the fork himself. Takingf a quick breath, he pulled it out. "Yowch!" He cried, claming a napkin where the fork was. "OWowowowow." He whined, rubbing the area gently. "That Picture better turn out.." He threatened.

Sickle just laughed. "Whatever, I'm not interested in your ear anymore."

Super blankly stared. "Bu-what? You stabbed me!"

"Not really. It was a mistake. It was your fault, saying that Bullet was back ther-' Super interrupted him.

"Hm? Bullet? Oh yeah." He said, Completly forgetting about the black wolf outside. Looking over Sickle, Super shrugged. "He ain't doing anything illigal, so I can't go up and beat the ever-loving crap out of him. Now Sickle..." Super pointed dramaticly. "You better clean up this mess before we get kicked out!"

Bullet's attention remained on Sickle and Super for a bit longer, before it was finally pulled away by the sound of the white wolf's voice. His ears folded back as he turned towards the white wolf. His stare wasn't the most friendly in the world, his silver eyes reflected a high amount of fruseration inside of them.
"..Yeah.." he muttered a few minutes later. "...Those two just reminded me of two annoying idiots who seem determind to ruin my day."
The black and silver wolf look back towards Sickle and Super, before snorting, "Annoying imebisle.." he muttered, the comment directed mostly towards Sickle.
Right now, he wanted to keep from having any confrontation with two idiots who seemed to be arguing over utenils.

Bullet's eyes moved over towards Heather as she began to leave. He stared at her for a moment or two, before suddenly reaching over and grabbing onto her arm with a rather tight grip.
"No." he said rather firmly, as if he didn't want her to leave. As if he forbid it. The black and silver wolf said nothing else afterwards, he just kept his grip on Heather's arm, not allowing her to walk away.
What am I doing... Bullet thought to himself. Not really sure of even himself why he wasn't allowing the brown hedgehog to leave. But there had to be some reason.....right..?