It was a Snowwy day in Saint Louis, a cold breeze flew through the city. The cold months in 1925. Mordecai and Viktor were playing chess neutrally. Until a small problem occured, Viktor took Mordecai bishop. It wanst really a big deal, but Mordecai took things quite personally.
-"Where'd you learn to play....in a cave?" the black tuxedo said with sass. "In a trench." Viktor replied, with his orange fluffy tail swinging around in annoyance, growling, leaning to Mordecai with a frown. Their faces so close to eachother to the point where Mordecai was Lifting up Viktors Hat.
"Right, right, In the dirt. The explains everything." Mordecai said with a decent amount of sarcasm, causing Viktor to go pissed, throwing the chessboard to the ground. Though today was suppose to be their bonding time together. Goals are suppose to be a sweet romantic peaceful couple. But they argue often.
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The two were kicked out of the shop they were playing their chess in. Due to the arguement made and Viktor accidentally hitting the Shop owner by the chess board. They decided to go on a walk for fresh air. They were holsing hands: well paws to be exact. Mordecai was a well organized person, following to traditions of sorts to some and wich he believed were true as he thought holding hands with Viktor after a few years of being lovers then boyfriends. Give them the title of "holding hands angrily" as they were "grumpy yet loving behind doors" couple.
