![]() Just recently, my girlfriend and I lost a lot so we'll be moving out of Westfinster. "Well, you see, I'm here because I've heard you've got quite the reputation among these parts. "So you aren't here to sell vacuums, are ya?" Heathcliff raised an eyebrow, "Cause vacuum salesmen aren't welcome in my house." The alley cat greeted him and extended his paw for a shake, "You must be Heathcliff. Heathcliff jumped off the couch and ran to the front door to be greeted by Riff-Raff. You guys go out and have fun, I've still got lots of homework to catch up on." Checking the address, Riff-Raff stepped on the welcome mat and used his cane to ring the doorbell.Ībout a minute passed when a brown-haired boy wearing a sweater-vest opened the door, "Oh, hello there. Navigating his way through the neighborhood, he passed by the fish market and a few blocks of houses before he turned the corner to a suburban street. He pulled a map from under his hat and marked the location of the junkyard and the address of Heathcliff's house. The leader pressed on and missioned his way out of the junkyard and down the street. Riff-Raff chuckled a bit at the image but decided not to wake them up after the rough night they had and all the tears they had shed. Wordsworth was asleep in a sitting position while Hector rested his head against the poet's lap, rubbing his cheek against Wordsworth's bare thighs. Mungo was snoring in the back while Hector and Wordsworth were snuggled together in the front. Shaking his head, he headed back down the ladder as well and headed over to the Cadillac where Hector, Mungo and Wordsworth were all fast asleep. Riff-Raff glanced back at his sleeping girlfriend who snuggled with the scarf of her deceased friend. Sadly wiping the tears from his snout, Leroy released the hug and headed back down the ladder. I promise." Riff-Raff smiled as the hugged the junkyard dog back. "I'll visit the junkyard every holiday, Leroy. Poor Leroy couldn't help but feeling a pang of loneliness in his heart, watching them go. He wasn't quite sure why he was even crying, perhaps a mixture of Bush's death and Riff-Raff and Cleo leaving Westfinster. "Really gonna miss ya, Riff-Raff." Leroy sighed, letting a single tear roll down his snout as he pulled the shorter cat into a hug. "You're very welcome, Leroy." Riff-Raff smirked, shaking the dog's paw, "Pleasure doing business with you." If it weren't for you troublemakers, I'd be out of a job so in a way, I gotta thank you guys." All I know is that if anyone's gonna keep me on my toes, it's him given his rap sheet. "Heathcliff?" Riff-Raff blinked, scratching his head a bit, "Now where have I heard that name before? I think I heard Hector talk about him a few times but I never really listened in on it." The cat living there has quite the reputation. Removing his hat, Leroy took a scrap of paper out of his hat and handed it to Riff-Raff, "Go to the house this address is located at. Gave me a heads up that the gang would be getting a new ringleader." Leroy replied with a smile. "Really? Who told you all of this?" Riff-Raff blinked in surprise. "So what are your plans for today?" Leroy asked as he relaxed against the wall, "From what I've heard, you're looking for a new replacement and I just so happen to know the perfect cat to fill the role." Putting on his hat, scarf and cane, Riff-Raff set the flowers by a still-sleeping Cleo, "It's nice to know there's some dogs out there who still have a sense of decency." "That's very considerate of you, Leroy." Riff-Raff replied, stretching as he got his signature outfit ready. "I think I'll ease up on you guys for a while since you're all in the process of grieving." Leroy said as he leaned against the wall, "The last thing you need is me breathing down your neck while you're like this." "It wasn't my loss you should feel sorry for, Leroy." Riff-Raff replied as he accepted the flowers, "Cleo's the one most affected by it. Before him stood Leroy with a bouquet of roses in his paw, "Here, I went out and got these after I heard about what happened to Bush. Rubbing sleep from his eyes, he walked over to his front door and opened it. He looked over to Cleo who was fast asleep before turning his attention to the door. Riff-Raff awoke to a loud knock at the door.
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