Marshall: -settles in the corner sketching out the cats in front of him-

Impulse: -pads over to his friend and flops down gracefully beside him- Hi. -grins sheepishly- If now's not a good time, I can, you know...get lost... -ears flatten for a moment-

Marshall: -smiles- No... Its not, Just trying to hone in my skills... How are you this lovely day Imp? - sighs and smiled again at the other-

Impulse: -grins and settles in- I'm great. I wandered around town for a bit. I looked into Christmas shopping! -blue eyes gleam and he's like a child in a candy shop- So many pretty things... Belle helped me look. -watches Marshall's face for any sign of discomfort-

Marshall: -tilts his head to the side and twitches his ears- Oh really? she's not mad at you?

Impulse: -giggles- Well... We kinda made up? -ear twitches and the earrings jingle- Kinda. I mean, I don't think she hates me? Which is good, right, Marshie? -places his hands in his lap and stretches forwards-

Marshall:-smiles- That Is the greatest thing I've heard, You both are special to me, I didn't want you fighting -sighs happily-

Impulse: Glad it makes you happy! -perks up, tail curling around him- But...In order to get her to agree, I had to agree not to get drawing lessons from ya -smiles- At least not when she's around. But that's okay. I'm, like, okay with that if you are... -blushes a little and ducks his head-

Belle:: -walking around, flicking her tail from side to side as she walks. Spots Marshie and Imp not far off- Oh.... hm.... -wanders up to them, eyeing Imp before smiling happily at Marshall- Hey Marshie... hello Impulse. -obviously not as hostile as before-

Marshall: -let himself look a little sad but decided not to fight it, obviously the male didn't want to spend a lot of time with him- No... I guess thats not a problem. -looks up at Belle- Hey bells... -goes back to sketching some trying not to let any hurt seep onto his face-

Belle:: -tilts her head at how he doesn't seem so excited to see her- ....... -gives a soft glare at Imp thinking it was something he might have said or done-

Impulse: -quite the contrary, actually, he wants to spend every moment with him but surely there was other things to do than painting...right? Sees the sadness and pulls back, feeling his ears droop, feeling quite like he got the losing end of this deal- Hey Belle -nods to Belle and watches Marshall paint with a solemn face-

Marshall: -shrugs at the two- I don't think painting suits me.... -starts to stuff teh drawing away- I'm thinking of starting to play music...

Impulse: -blinks- But... You love painting... -a little slow to catch on, but he grins nevertheless- I've always wanted to play guitar... There's something sexy about a guy playing guitar.. -blush-

Belle:: D8 ..... B-but Marshal.... I thought... you were going to teach me.... -frowns and looks down at her feet and snaps upon hearing Imp- This is all your fault! -turns away and scampers off, going to find a nice place where she'd be alone to cry. She always wanted Marshall to teach her how to paint.-

Marshall: -bites his lip- Maybe I should go talk to her... Watch this for me. -hands Imp his bag pack with all of his drawings and painting things in it. and trots toawrds Belle- Bells.... I never said I wouldn't teach you...

Impulse: -dreadful knotting feeling in his belly, he sits there and wraps his arms around his legs- Okay... -nods and nibbles on his tongue ring, pulling the backpack close to him and forcing himself to calm down, that Belle didn't mean it, though he feels horrible...-

Belle:: -found a place to sit underneath a bench- Hmph.... -looks away from him, not wanting him to see her crying- It's not fair.... He's just some boy... I'm your sister... I should come first... I'm better than him... -in a whiny bitchy mood-

Marshall: -pulls belle out from under the bench and makes her to look at him- Belle... you don't understand what Impulse means to me, There aren't many guys like He and I around here. I don't love him anymore than I love you, but I'm trying to get close to him. He is very special Belle and You are making life so hard for me. -tears started rolling down his cheeks- I offer to teach him to draw so I can get to know him better and you get angry, I don't know what to do. I just want so badly to get to know him, and you as my sister should understand. Youll always be my sister, no matter how many men walk in and out of my life... You will always be my little sister. But I need someone like him... -He sighs and lets her go stepping away from her and drying his eyes- Do you understand me? - doesn't think he's making sense-

Belle:: -is dragged out from under the bench and is forced to look him in the eyes even if she doesn't want to. She listens to every heart breaking word he speaks and it kills her to watch her older brother break down like this. When he finally lets go and takes his step back she just stands there, feeling completely guilty for everything she had done to try and keep them apart- Marshall... I'm sorry... I didn't understand before but.... now... I'm so sorry... -steps towards him and wraps her arms around him tightly.- I just didn't want to share you with anybody... I wanted you to be all mine, but I guess I can't have that... I'll be good now, though. I promise I will be. I just don't want to see you cry anymore.

Marshall: -hugs the girl while he regains his composure- I was all yours for a long time, but He gives me something more. something that you just cant. I still love you. I promise. -looks back towards Impulse- I think you need to go appologize, you really hurt him when you said that.

Belle:: -feels like there is just no winning this argument. If she really couldn't provide what Impulse could then why should she bother. Marshall seems happier around him anyways.- Okay.... -swallows her pride and walks nervously over to Imp, not looking him in the eyes as she speaks softly- Impulse.... I'm.... sorry about what I said before... it's not your fault... if anything it's my fault... I know we had a pact... and I broke it... I shouldn't have gotten so upset... and... and I'm happy you make my brother happy...

Impulse: -ears flat, he listens carefully, nervously looking over to Marshall for advice- It's...okay... -breaks out into a smile, tail flicking as he hugged it close to him- I...make your brother happy? -perks up, eyes widening- Really? I mean... -tries to cover up his embarrassment and looks away- Thank you...Belle...

Belle:: -nods and sighs at his happiness. She didn't like seeing this boy so happy but it seemed like whenever he was happy Marshall was happy, so she'd allow him to be glad for the moment- Yes, he seems to like you a lot... -when he thanked her she gave a relieved sigh to hear that he was accepting her apology- Um... s-so... we're okay now?

Marshall: -blushes- thank you bells... - he sat down again and took his bag carefully from impulse his cheeks still flushed red as he tried to hide it-

Impulse: -blushes also, giggling into the back of his hand- Yeah... Yeah, we're okay Belle ^^ -turns to Marshall, lifting up the bag for easier access- Are...we all okay now? -looks hopeful, meeting Marshall's gaze, feeling happy that Marshall did indeed seem to like him just as much, if not more, than Impulse liked the artist- So...uh... Are you still gonna pick up guitar? -sheepish- But paint, too?

Marshall: Along with the flute, yes guitar... and paint too... -Smiles as he meets Impulse's gaze wanting so badly to tell the male how he feels but now wanting to scare him away knowing it was far to early to spill his guts-

Belle:: -sits down before them and hugs her knees to her chest as she watches them interact. The more she observed the more she could it sort of adorable how they blushed around each other. Of course, when Marshall agreed that he would continue painting she smiled widely. It would be interesting to watch him learn guitar.-

Impulse: -claps his hands together- Good! Sounds like a plan then! -beams and decides this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship-