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Marshall: -setting up his easel to paint and whistling-

Impulse: -smiles meekly and peers over Marshall's shoulder- Can I watch? -eyes light up-

Marshall: -can't help but smile like an idiot- If you would like... Its kind of boring watching paint dry, -laughs lightly- buts its your choice.

Impulse: -tail flicks around his waist, brushing up against the russian blue's as he grins back just as wide- Okay... I'd like to watch. -nods and giggles, covering his mouth with the back of his hand-

Belle:: -strolls along, swaying her tail back and forth while she practices walking all lady like in her high heels- Oh Adonis... why did you have to make such a confession... -stops talking to herself as she spots Marshall painting not far off with some stranger watching him. Quickly wanders over to him with a large smile on her lips- Marshie! -doesn't wait for him to put down the paint brush before hugging him tightly-

Marshall: -smiles at the other male and laughs lightly, Now what to paint... -trails off and smiled at Belle- Belle! How are you? -steps away from imp and hugs the female lightly- It's been a while.... -the male shrugged and looked back at Imp as he stepped back towards the painting-

Impulse: -watches Marshall eagerly, head snapping up as a young lady comes up in heels, smiling all the while. She hugs Marshall and Impulse figures that this is his 'sister' Belle. Puts a smile on his own face as Marshall met his eyes- Hello... -says politely, reaching out his arm-warmered hand to the new girl- I'm Impulse...Marshall's... -pauses, fishing for a word. Dare he say boyfriend? Nooo. Not yet anyway. He still has hopes though- Friend.

Belle:: It sure has been.... I've missed you. -steps closely to follow him back over to the other male- Um... -glances at Imp uncomfortably before fixing her eyes on Marshall again- I've been practicing... I drew you a picture... it's nothing like yours... but... well, I've been trying. - wants him to be so proud of her, but is cut off with a greeting from Imp- Oh.... Marshalls.... friend? -seems a bit surprised but figures she might as well shake the boys hand- Hello, Imp was it?

Marshall: -frowned not liking the way that Impulse paused, he stepped back towards the male not wanting to say anything to scare the male, he nodded.- Imp is staying with me... -smiles at the female- I'm teaching him to paint and draw also -beems with pride

Impulse: -feels the chill in the other girl's voice, realizing that she didn't quite approve of him or like him. For a moment, feels bad, considers backing away to let them have their space, but with another look at Marshall, sets his jaw and decides to stay- Yes, Impulse. You can call me Imp. -shoots her a playful grin, his earrings jingling together for a moment as his ears p***k up at Marshall's warm words- Hopefully that doesn't...bother you... -trails off, giving Marshie a smile-

Belle:: -feels a cold shudder run down her spine as Marshall explains this to her.- O-oh.... I see... -is a bit hurt that Marshall doesn't say anything about her drawing for him. She bows her head and takes a step back.- Um... -can't think of words to say other than calling Imp a replacement of her, but that would be rude.-

Marshall: -frowns as he feels the tention- So I was thinking. - He muttered trying to clear the air between them- That I couldn't paint the pair of you...

Impulse: -glances between the two of them, realizing that he'd have to be the one to save them- Um...Belle? Can I see the picture you drew? -hopes he isn't crossing some imaginary line with her and steps a little closer, looking hopeful as he smiles at Marshall- I'm sure it's much better than anything I could do. I...match colors well, but the actual drawing? Haha... -sheepish, turns back to Marshall- Like...in a picture?

Belle:: -stares at Imp with a skeptical look. Thinks that maybe he'd want to rip it up or something before she could give it to Marshall- N-no.... It's for Marshall ... his eyes only... -steps to Marshall and latches onto his arm, holding tight. She didn't want to be put in a picture with this guy. She only wanted Marshall to draw her and her only. Not this guy.- Hmph.... if you want to Marshall... -she tried to be a good sister.-

Marshall:-nods to his sister- You both are close to me, I would like you both to be in one of my works together... -shrugs at the girl- Imp isn't going to do anything... - he mumbled feeling like the two didn't like eachother, he so badly wanted them to get alone because he knew that they would be in his life for a very long time-

Impulse: -nods to Belle- Okay, no worries -raises both hands in defense, then lowers them, smiling- I won't bite...I promise. -thinks: that's reserved for Marshall... but doesn't think that would go over well with his little sister- I'm up for it if you are, Miss Belle... -smiles again, flipping multicolored bangs out of his blue eyes. Maybe she didn't like him because of all the colors... She did seem a little sophisticated...

Belle:: Hmph.... -turns her eyes away from Imp and stares up at her big brother- But.... Marshall... I thought I was your little model... You could paint me... Just me... -feels a bit selfish for offering such an idea but she really didn't want Impulse to be in the picture with her.-

Marshall: -frowns at his little sister- I do love painting and drawing you Belle but.. I would really like a picture of the both of you... - he shook his head at her, he didn't want to pick between the two of them-

Impulse: -leans forwards, touching Belle's arm with black-painted fingernails- What if he draws us together this one time, and then you go back to being in the spotlight? I don't mind -meets Marshall's gaze lightly- Really. How about it, Belle? -offers his friendliest smile, not perturbed by the fact that Belle didn't like him and was making it obvious, but refuses to be shoved to the wayside, not if he was going to have a life here-

Belle:: -quickly glances down at Impulses hand on her arm before looking up at his eyes with surprise. He had the nerve to touch her?- How dare you... -she shrugged off his hand and huffed at the boy who was stealing away her big brother but couldn't fight them both on this. Her brother apparently liked this other guy, so she would tolerate him, for now.- Marshall... I'm going to get your picture... -even if you aren't that interested in it, she thought and walked off to search for where she had left it-

Marshall: -frowns as Belle leaves and he turns to Impulse- I haven't ever seen her like this... -feels defeated as he looked after the girl that had just left- I'm so sorry she's being like this. - Mutteres softly to that Belle wouldn't hear him, he felt the need to appologize-

Impulse: -puffs up a little at her sharp words, both ears pinning back as she looked away from him and strode off. Looks to Marshall, seeing the hurt in his eyes and he is suddenly angry with Belle for being so selfish- It's okay... -reaches out to touch Marshall's arm, just briefly, before pulling away and flushing a little- I understand... You're her brother. I'm...just a stranger. You know? I mean, I'll leave if you want me to... -nibbles on his lip, then a fingernail-

Belle:: -makes it back to her house after running awkwardly in her heels. She didn't want to leave the two of them alone for to long. Impulse might fill his head with bad ideas about her. Once she grabbed the drawing she did she ran all the way back, out of breathe and desperately trying to fix her hair up so it looked decent. She hated looking any less than her best.- Marshall, here it is... the picture I've drawn for you... -she noticed the moment that Impulse and Marshie were having and froze on the spot, sighing- ...

Marshall: -smiles at Imp- Please don't go... -he placed his hand on Imps fore arm before turning around and looking at Belle- Ohh... Let me see. - Steps back away from Imp and towards teh female taking the drawing scanning his eyes over it- Why this? - he asked a smile on his lips as he wondered why she had picked that to draw-

Impulse: -smiles back- Okay then, I won't. -warms at the touch and steps back so that Belle could see that he wasn't going to peek on her precious drawing, waiting patiently as he watched the brother and sister interact with a smile on his face-

Belle:: -watches Imp closely but is glad to see that he isn't coming over too. Looking back at her brother she tilted her head- Well, it... reminds me of you... I used the colored pencils to make this heart... and then the ice over it... You see, there's such a beautiful warm heart here, but... it's been neglected for so long that it's grown cold and icy. See? -she looks up to him, hoping it wasn't to bold of her to draw such a thing.-

Marshall: -smiles at the female- Its wonderful. - he said with a nod- May I keep it or do you want to take it back? - He wanted to get it tattooed over his heart-

Impulse: -pricks his ears up, listening intently to the pair talk, invisioning Belle's drawing in his head as she explained to Marshall what it was of. He was betting it was pretty, from her description, but the truth of it made him sad. Was Marshall's heart truly neglected? Was he cold and lonely? It made Impulse's heart ache for his friend.-

Belle:: -She smiles at him wanting to take it- Of course, Marshie. I drew it for you, dear. -holds it close to his heart so he would take it-

Marshall: -smiles softly and carefully tucks the drawing into his bag- It will be safe there till I'm ready to use it. -He nodded at the female and then looked at Impulse smiling more- Can I draw both of you now? - He was hoping that things that evened out between the two-

Impulse: -looks at Belle, then at Marshall, and nods- I'm ready if she is. -smiles a little sheepishly, hoping Belle will agree-

Belle:: -eyes Imp before looking back at Marshall- Sure.... -is curious as to what he meant by ready to use it.- So, how do you want us to pose?

Marshall: -smiles and his eyes light up brightly as the two agree- Umm... You guys can sit on the lawn over there and look like you don't hate each other. - he handed Impulse a blanked to lay out for the both of them to sit on-

Impulse: -giggles and takes the blanket, laying it out and smoothing out the edges, then flops ungracefully into a sitting position. He pats the ground beside him for Belle to sit, smiling up at her in a 'see, we can be civil' attitude and pulled his tail around his legs so it would be put in the painting- Just...strike a pose? -shoots Marshie an ornery grin as he strikes a pose, fully joking around-

Belle:: -she rolls her eyes at her big brother and sits besides Imp. As the other strikes a pose she cracks a smile but quickly pushes it off her face.-

Marshall: -nods at Impulse- Any pose that you will be comfortable in for a while, Its gunna take me some time to finish this.

Impulse: -sobers, picking an easy pose but something also aesthetically pleasing to the eye, one knee up, arm resting on his knee- Kay Marshie... -singsongs softly, looking to Belle with a smile- I saw that smile... I will get you to like me...

Belle:: -is a bit jealous of the fact that Imp used her nickname for the boy. His little threat made her raise an eyebrow.- Oh, we'll see about that... -she folds both legs under herself as she lays her hands in her lap and sits up straight, a very proper posture.-

Marshall: -sighs but takes the pencil from behind his ear and starts to sketch the others- What is wrong? - he tilted his head to look around the canvas he was using hoping that his sister would answer him, He didn't understand why she had a problem with Impulse he was just a friend at this point, maybe in the future they could be more-

Impulse: -doesn't move from his pose, eyes skirting down over Belle's features before returning them to Marshall, his body still. He was curious to what Belle would say-

Belle:: -sighed and wondered why she was being asked this question and not Imp- Nothing, Marshall... -she didn't even want to use the nickname that Imp had tainted anymore-

Marshall: -sighes and goes back to sketching the other's out- Oh.... - his voice sounded sad, as if he was hurt, For some reason the two weren't getting along well and he didn't know why but he was hurting already. His heart aching like it had been broken again. The russian blue's flight reflex begging him to run. Both Belle and Impluse meant a whole heluva lot to him but they didn't like eachother and it hurt the male deep-

Impulse: -can almost feel Marshall's pain and it burns him. He wants to stand and hug the gray-furred male, but forces himself to stay still, to grin and bear it- So guys...do you two have any plans for Christmas? -asks airily, tossing his head a little to get hair from his eyes-

Belle:: -Can't stand seeing her brother feel this sort of thing again, and she had promised never to hurt him. She must have been such a horrible sister. Looking over at Imp she shook her head, not in a cruel, rude way but sort of sorrowful.- Marshall... I don't feel so well. I think I'm just going to... go lay down for a while. I'm sorry... -she sighed softly as she stood up from her pose and began to walk away.-

Marshall: -nibbles on his lip as he watches the female leave, he looked at his lap sitting the pencil in his lap he squeezed his blue green eyes shut- I'm sorry. - he appologized for the female that had just left, he didn't understand why everyone he cared for was being so jerkish, He stood letting the pencil fall to the ground he scrambled to put his things away so he too could leave, he felt like he was begin a horrible brother or friend-

Impulse: -frowns, placing his hands in his lap as Belle hurries off and Marshall scrambles to get away. Looks down at his hands, picking at his nails, then rises to his feet- Marshall... I... I'm sorry... I didn't... -bites his tongue until he tastes blood and looks down again-


Marshall: -shakes his head at the male as he stops- Don't be sorry... This is my fault... I knew things would go well, Nothing ever goes well for me, this isn't your fault. -he looked over at the rainbow haired male- Please don't hate me

Impulse: -widens his blue eyes- Why would I hate you...? I'm the one she doesn't approve of. Just give us some time together... I'll get her to like me -voice is almost pleading as he catches Marshall's hand in his, then drops it with a blush- I promise... I'll make it work, okay? Don't worry... Don't worry. It's not your fault either. -gives his friend a quick hug, lingering enough to mean something, and darts off, tail streaming behind him-

Marshall: -sighs and picks up his things heading off towards the ruins, He'd work on painting those to take him mind off of things that were going on around here-

{Fin}