The ‘this Is True’ Hehehe - Blog Posts

Ha ha, yes this is excellent! Both of them just being sopping wet, doing their cute little "please let us in, we have no ulterior motives" act is iconic. (so I needed to draw them)

And their dynamic afterwards is great too. I wonder what they are trying to do...whatever it is, much daring action and hijinks are bound to ensue.

Yay requests! How about "19. high fiving" for Francisco Flores and Puss and Boots in an inexplicable crossover (pretty please)?

Frantic knocking on the door broke through the roars of the thunderstorm. Slow, shuffling steps echoed through the tick, stone walls, the air inside the old castle almost as cold as inside it. A dim candle flame wobbled and flickered, barely giving any light. By the time the sluggish steps reached the main hall, the knocking increased until the iron fittings shook along with the wood. Finally the heavy latches drew back and a violent gust of wind threw the door open.

A young man was standing on the stairs, absolutely drowning in the tempest. His sombrero, which must've been real fancy only a few hours ago, was now slumping sadly on his head, the brim overflowing with rain water. His black hair and mustache were plastered to his face, even though it must've once been carefully styled. His clothes were tugged by the wind and he was hiding something under the edge of his coat.

"Please, señor," he panted. "I have nowhere to go..."

The door started to close, but he quickly jumped in between them and lifted his coat.

"Please, I have a cat..."

A pair of green eyes, as big as saucers, peeked from under the wet fabric and the wettest, poorest, orange tabby cat meowed in a voice so heart wrenching it could make a dragon cry.

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"Absolutely humiliating," Francisco scoffed as soon as the door to their room closed. He grabbed a towel and started to furiously dry his head, before throwing it on the floor and and walking over to the mirror.

"Ha! You're the one to talk, well, at least you still get to talk," Puss jumped out of the way of the falling towel and shook the water off of his fur.

"Oh don't be dramatic." Faoncisco didn't look away from the mirror, still trying to get his mustache at least a little back in shape. "You will be out of this place more than in."

"This is true," Puss answered and reached for his boots. Suddenly he started to chuckle quietly.

"What's so funny?"

"'Please, señor, I have a cat?' Really?" Puss looked up at his companion and started to now laugh out loud.

"I'm a nobleman, not an actor!" Francisco frowned at first but quickly joined him in laughter. "Although I must say, that trick of yours with the big sad eyes is really something."

"Ha! That is only one of many talents of Puss in Boots!" He bowed deeply with a proud grin on his face.

"I have to admit," he continued. "We make for a pretty good team. This mission will be a piece of cake."

"Agreed." Francisco returned the smile and reached down to high five his new friend.

Francisco and Puss are on a heist™

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