Canon: Jesus Christ Superstar Arena Tour

[forallyoucare]

I keep thinking that, perhaps, one day I'd like to own a cat.  Something small and little that can mostly look after itself.

The road can get lonely.

And we actually have a lot of PBR boxes laying around.  According to Youtube, cats love to push themselves into boxes.

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[idreadbetrayingyou]

I know. I just think you're going to pout if this cat runs off.

[forallyoucare]

I would never pout!

[MAN are you harsh!]

Just as I would never pout if one of you ran off. Sometimes it's meant to be. Other times, a shepherd must find lost members of his flock and return them to the fold.

[idreadbetrayingyou]

....

Jesus, you pout sometimes.

[He isn't about to cushion you, princess.]

[forallyoucare]

Okay but you pout too! And over things less important than cats!

[Like when Thaddeus ate two packages of ramen noodles instead of just one yesterday.]

[idreadbetrayingyou]

...I don't pout.

[Grump face. So much grump face.]

[forallyoucare]

So what do you call that face?

[idreadbetrayingyou]

This definitely isn't pouting.

Pouting is that thing Phil does when he inevitably loses to Thad when they rock-paper-scissors for the last beer.

[forallyoucare]

He does always go for scissors.

[So predictable.]

But if that's the case you absolutely do pout.

[idreadbetrayingyou]

I absolutely do not.

...I just get disappointed in the lot of you sometimes. You know how hard it is to keep everyone fed?

[forallyoucare]

Allocate more of the donations towards the food budget.

[Yep. Just that simple.]]

[idreadbetrayingyou]

....

[Cannot facepalm more.]

This is why I handle the money, Jesus. That statement right there.

[forallyoucare]

Wouldn't it benefit everyone if the Twelve are better fed?

[idreadbetrayingyou]

It's not that simple. If we take money for food, it has to come from somewhere. Like clothing or gas or beer.

[forallyoucare]

[You know how he feels about all the beer. So. A LOOK.]

[idreadbetrayingyou]

[Just because you can't hold you beer, JC!]

I'm pretty sure they'd pick beer.

[forallyoucare]

A man can not live on beer alone.

[and he can hold his beer, thank you. He just would rather it stay in the can while he does so.]

[idreadbetrayingyou]

No, but he can on beer and food if it's in the right price range.

[You are so missing the point, JC. So missing the point.]

[forallyoucare]

[No Judas. He just wants you to see that you can't save everyone. And sometimes, family does come first.]

All right, all right. But perhaps less alcohol and more food should be in the budget.

Speaking of, cats don't eat that much you know.

[idreadbetrayingyou]

[Sometimes, can be a little bit dense. Sometimes.]

...I'll try and wiggle some silver around, okay?

How did you manage to turn this back to cats? Where do you plan to even get one, anyway?

[forallyoucare]

[How did he manage to turn it back to cats? He's amazing, that's how. ]

Mary showed me Craigslist.

[idreadbetrayingyou]

[Jesus Fucking Christ. seriously?]

...Figures. [Not keen on that woman at all.] You've picked one out already, haven't you?

[forallyoucare]

[Jesus does not fuck, thank you! He does, however, grin merrily.]

I have! Give me your mobile.

[idreadbetrayingyou]

...No. Last time I gave you my phone, you managed to change the password and it locked us both out.

[But he relents, a little, by tugging out his phone, unlocking it, pulling up Craigslist before he offers the mobile over.]

[forallyoucare]

[Watch him fail so utterly at technology by bringing up the job listings and, turning it around, grinning cluelessly until it's pointed out that he's made an error. There are a few more false starts before he finds the little black kitten he means to make his.

[idreadbetrayingyou]

[How is their leader so completely and utterly incompetent at anything technological? It's like JC should have been born 2000 years ago. When he finally gets it right, Judas makes a bit of a face.]

...A kitten? It's going to piss on things. It's not even old enough to know how to cat yet!