“T-tch…” Sitting up a little, he moved the tie away from his nose and moved a hand over it instead; Blood smeared over his palm, tongue darting out once again to lick up the dried redness over his upper lip.
“Shishi… The Froggy caught the Prince off guard.” He continued to laugh as the blood flow stopped, leaving him with the lower half of his face bloodied and his hand dyed red; His nose wrinkled, head dipped forward to hide away from Fran’s gaze.
“Th-the Frog is stupid.” He grumbled, clean hand gripping Fran’s oversized T-shirt lightly, “But he’s cute aswel, the Prince doesn’t know what to do.“ Strained laughter left bloodied lips, gaze keeping away from the coppery substance covering his hand.
"I’m not stupid…” He grumbled with a pout, bottom lip jutting forward. The small body lifted itself up to accommodate the blonde before Fran continued again. "…you’re the one who suggested you’d do it, after all.“
Fran then moved back completely and shut his legs, snapping them together. A hand smoothed one of them before a disgusted look washed over his face and he opened his mouth to speak again, "Mpf. It’s all sticky, now…"
Oh well. He had already taken a bath, so…
"I can take care of this myself then.” The illusionist mumbled before lifting his gaze up to the prince. “You should do something about that nose, though.”
(Source: lllussionist)
