Kick was walking up the hotel stairs to the elevator with Gunther skipping behind him.
"What are we gonna do now"? He asked in the elevator. Kick just stood there, giving Gunther his steely gaze.
"I know your probably mad about what I did......... and I'm sorry about it." Gunther said. Kick didn't even care if Gunther apoligized or not. Either way, he was still mad at him for being stupid. He just ignored Gunther. After Kick walked into the hotel room, he forgot Gunther was following him and accidentally slammed the door in his face.
He didn't realize it until he heard Gunther say "Ouch....." Kick ran to the door and opened it.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, my face hurts now. But besides that, I'm fine." Kick was relieved.
"I'm sorry, Gunther."
"It's okay, Kick." Kick fell onto his bed, and dozed off. Gunther sat down on the sofá and watched a stupid TV show about a weight falling onto a guy's head. He laughed so hard, he fell asleep (?).
In the morning, Gunther went to the fridge and started freaking out because there was no Cheetah Chug.
"I know, I'll go get some." Kick slapped Gunther across the face.
"Don't even think about it." He said to Gunther angrily, while wearing his steely gaze.
"Go buy one instead..... Or..... Nevermind. I'll go get some later."
"NOOOOOO! You have to go now! What will I do without Cheetah Chug!?" Gunther screamed while shaking Kick.
"You'll be fine, Gunther. We're gonna leave this apartment tonight, anyway."
"We are?" Gunther mumbled with a scared look on his face.
"Yes Gunther, we are."
"What are we gonna do now"? He asked in the elevator. Kick just stood there, giving Gunther his steely gaze.
"I know your probably mad about what I did......... and I'm sorry about it." Gunther said. Kick didn't even care if Gunther apoligized or not. Either way, he was still mad at him for being stupid. He just ignored Gunther. After Kick walked into the hotel room, he forgot Gunther was following him and accidentally slammed the door in his face.
He didn't realize it until he heard Gunther say "Ouch....." Kick ran to the door and opened it.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, my face hurts now. But besides that, I'm fine." Kick was relieved.
"I'm sorry, Gunther."
"It's okay, Kick." Kick fell onto his bed, and dozed off. Gunther sat down on the sofá and watched a stupid TV show about a weight falling onto a guy's head. He laughed so hard, he fell asleep (?).
In the morning, Gunther went to the fridge and started freaking out because there was no Cheetah Chug.
"I know, I'll go get some." Kick slapped Gunther across the face.
"Don't even think about it." He said to Gunther angrily, while wearing his steely gaze.
"Go buy one instead..... Or..... Nevermind. I'll go get some later."
"NOOOOOO! You have to go now! What will I do without Cheetah Chug!?" Gunther screamed while shaking Kick.
"You'll be fine, Gunther. We're gonna leave this apartment tonight, anyway."
"We are?" Gunther mumbled with a scared look on his face.
"Yes Gunther, we are."