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The moth has been flying around one particular house recently, well a back house. It was the Grammar household right behind her sister's house. As it slips in through a hole in the floor under a bed it flies up to a support beam and rests there as it watches four people in the room who are surrounding a table with paper in front of them.
“Okay enough talk about the Bisons, this gal is craving a burger,” Kelsey says from her spot at the table.
Blake stands up from his chair and stretches, “Ah yes I am hungry,” Blake said.
“So I think we are going to go to Mcdonalds and pick up some food,” Kelsey stands, “Francis would it be fine if you stay here?”
“Yup,” Francis says from his chair, deciding not to get up, "I'll stay and watch the house, make sure no Andersson's want a third round,”
“Well thank you Francis,” Trudy says now standing smoothing out her dress, “we’ll try and be back fast.”
The three adults grab all of their essentials to start heading out. Trudy making sure to grab her car keys, she obviously got her car from Tony’s Cars Cars Cars, and headed to the door. Kelsey goes to grab her wallet before Blake stops her signaling that he's going to pay. The three finally at the door look back at Francis who is still sitting in his seat but with a book in his hand from the nearest bookshelf.
“We will be back,” Blake says while opening the door for Kelsey and Trudy gesturing for them to go ahead, “do you just want a burger or fries, or both?”
“Uh just fries,” Francis answers, watching Blake and Kelsey as they turn to leave. He notices through the window that Trudy is already in the car.
“Alright Francis we’ll be fast. Stay safe and if you need anything just look around and grab it from in here,” Kelsey turns and leaves walking towards the car as they can all hear it start. Blake finally waving a quick by and walking out the door shutting it behind him.
Francis leans back in his chair, opening the book he found on the shelf. Sitting in silence finally not having to think about the Bisons anymore he has time to relax before the three of them come back. After about ten minutes he can hear a shuffling outside the door so he places his book on the table to look towards the door. Watching as the door handle twists open and Timmy and BB rush in dragging Milton with them and having him sit on the couch that is right across from him.
He sits there and just watches them not sure what is happening, then BB and Timmy finally turn away from Milton only for their eyes to land on Francis, a shocked look spreading across their faces.
“Well,” Francis starts, “fancy seeing you here huh?” A smirk growing on his face.
Timmy’s face drops and BB rushes up to Francis pointing a finger at him.
“What are you doing here! Why are you in Kelsey's house without her here?” BB shouts.
Francis doesn’t react to BB’s outburst, “Well Kelsey said I can wait here till her, Blake, and Trudy are back cause they stepped out to get food. Now what are you doing here?” Francis answers still lounging in his chair.
“Ugh! Of course this isn't gonna go the way we need it to go,” BB walks closer to Fransic and kicks him in his shin, “Timmy start looking I'll look over here.”
“Ow,” Fransic stands up and grabs BB’s arm, “BB you won't look for anything not when Kelsey isn't here you shouldn't even be in here right now your lucky I didn't decide to throw you out as soon as you guys came in here.”
BB shakes out of his grip and runs over to Milton dragging him to his feet, “Come on Milton lets get out of here.” She turns to see Timmy holding a book, “Timmy we have to get out of here come on!”
As BB runs Francis makes his way over to the door by holding onto the table and other various objects seeing as he didn't have his crutch, blocking the door making sure these three can’t leave before Kelsey and the others come back.
“I- I think I found it,” Timmy snaps out of his shocked stupor and starts running towards the door, "you're right BB we have to get out of here.”
Timmy runs past BB to the door, except as we already know Francis is standing in front of the door blocking their exit.
“Oh no you don't," Francis says, “you have to give that back, that's Kelsey's book.” Francis reaches to grab the book from Timmy.
Timmy turns his torso keeping the book away from Francis, “No! This is for Milton," Timmy looks back at Milton and BB, “BB! Catch!” And Timmy tosses the book at BB and she reaches forward and catches right before she looks back up to see Timmy charging at Francis.
Francis trying to brace himself was not ready for the kid to come charging at him and tackling him to the ground, fighting against this surprisingly strong kid he can hear Timmy yell, “Go! Get out of here!”
Francis continues to fight against Timmy only for Timmy to give him one final shove before Timmy jumps up and darts out the door. Francis grabbed onto the closest thing to him to make his way to his feet, well foot. When he finally gets up he can see Timmy running into the house deciding not to follow them, making his way over to the couch slowly and throwing himself down on the couch.
With a sigh he throws his arm over his eyes to cover the light from the room. Wondering what he's even going to tell Kelsey, Trudy, and Blake when they come back. Wondering what book they stole not getting a good look at it. And wondering how that damn kid was so strong, if only he still had Brunhilde he could have scared them off, them all knowing Brunhilde had a mind of her own.
Francis moves his hand off of his face opting to let it hang off the couch along with his stump of a leg. Closing his eyes. After some time Francis can hear a car pull up and doors open and close. After another minute or so he can hear a gasp from outside and a rush of footsteps.
“Oh Francis,” Francis opens his eyes to see Trudy standing over him, “what happened? Are you okay? Why was the door wide open?”
Francis pushing himself up into a sitting position, feeling a weight next to him looking at Trudy as she sits down she grabs Francis’s hands in both of hers.
After some silence between them Francis starts, “The kids broke into your house Kelsey.”
“Francis dear, what are you talking about?” Kelsey says from where she is standing in front of them.
Francis sighs leaning into Trudy’s side, “The three rushed in a couple minutes after you left. They were looking for a book and apparently they found it. I didn't have my crutch on me so I couldn't follow them properly but I stood in front of the door hoping that would stop them. But no, instead I was tackled to the floor by Timmy and fought until the other two made it out of the house into your sister's house.”
Trudy gasps, squeezing his hand tighter, “What! Timmy did that to you? Are you okay Francis?”
“I’m okay. I was just tired after that and again I didn't have my crutch so I couldn't chase them.” Francis looks at Kelsey, "I'm sorry I couldn't stop them from taking your stuff Kelsey. It's been hard not having Brunhilde as my fake leg anymore.”
“Francis don't even worry about that,” Kelsey says, walking up to him and placing her hand on his shoulder, “All that matters is that you didn't get hurt.”
The three are now sitting in silence after hearing what happened. After a moment of silence the three hear Blake cough and look over at him seeing him holding fries towards Francis.
“Here you are,” Francis reaches up and grabs it from Blake's hand, “time to eat up we didn't get food for it to go cold.”
Blake opts to handing out the rest of the food to the other two and then sitting on the floor in front of them eating his.
“Haha,” Trudy laughs, “Blake is right we can talk more about this after we are done eating.”
And with that the moth flies into the bag, grabs a loose fry and leaves the scene.