The Marvelous Misadventures Of Cactus

Three Budding Idiots

Unedited July 11 2018

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"Markus-"

"Cale-"

"Markus-"

"Cale-"

"Mar-"

"Cale! Shut the fuck up!"

"Excuse me for wanting you to be healthy."

"Since...when have you ever cared?!" Markus' voice cracked 

"Hey, I've always cared."

"Fuck you! You never did!"

"Ye-"

"NO!"

"Mar-"

"CALE!"

The third man in the room cleared his throat. "Are, uh, you two done yet?"

Both Markus and Cale looked over at Fredrick. 

"No,"

"Yeah,"

"Anyway," Fred cleared his throat once again. The green haired, green eyed man clasped his hands together and held them over the mahogany table. "Can we get back to our discussion? What are we going to do?"

"Why are you saying it like that?" Markus rolled his eyes and plopped himself back in his chair. "You sound like a whiny teenage bitch."

"Markus," Cale took a sip from his glass of water. "You're an asshole."

"Thank you." Markus swiveled around in his chair and Fred eyed him from across the table. 

"You look like a kid," Fred said with a small grimace. "I may sound like a bitch but act your age."

Cale sniffed, rubbing his nose and looking down at the table. "Both of you are so sal-"

"Cale, I swear to God if you call us salty again-" 

"HA! What're you gonna do, Fred? Revoke his company pen?"

"....Fuck you guys." 

"Yeah, fuck you too, Fred." Markus couldn't stand the overly pompous man. If he could strangle the two in the room without getting thrown out of office and in jail, he would. And....maybe he could....

Markus looked around the room, waiting for one of the other men to open their mouths. "...." Markus stayed silent and laid his head on the cold table, shifting a bit to the side where his hands rested a few minutes before. He sighed, pleased at the momentary warmth against his cheek and reeling a little in confusion. 'Why are Cale and Fred so silent' he wondered with a slight pout. 

Cale let out a heavy sigh. He clasped his hands together and stared down at his fingers, waiting for another outburst from Markus. He had gotten used to the explosive man seeing as spending eternity with a guy could really mellow a man out.

"Markus." Fred snapped his fingers, trying to bring Markus' attention back to him and away from office windows. 

"Staring at women I bet," Cale couldn't help but speak. "Fred, where has your focus gone? Come on guys. We need to make a choice. And soon."

"Yes," Fred shuffeled in his chair. The built man was a little too large for his seat. His stocky frame weighed down on the chair a bit too much for his liking. "What shall we do about...the issue?"

"..." Markus' head rose from the table. He stared at Fred, his face scrunched in scrutiny as he eyed up the man.

Fred faltered, turning to look Markus in the eye. "What?"