Cuphead and Mugman // "House time!!"

It's.. worrying, how the weather is going to be in the upcoming months. Thank goodness they overheard people talking about it when sneaking through a town...

Well, Mugmans worried, Cuphead has a plan! Well, calling it a plan is a stretch.

Simple, find a house, and hijack it! Easy right?

Cuphead noticed a cottage-if you could call it that.. on the edge of a town, deeper into the woods but not a long walk for quick resource gathering if it came to that. So he and Mugman went towards that location, Cuphead walking, head held high and Mugman silently wishing that the cottage was unoccupied.

--

Cuphead approaches the building first tilting his head and peaking through the window. He didn't get much information, it's evening and theres something over the window on the other side. Curtain, blind or otherwise, he couldn't get a peak.

"Meh," Cuphead reached up, pulling his straw out of his head, twirling it as it became his gun.

"Cuphead." Mugman looked at him, thick brows furrowing, "D--"

Before Mugman could get a word out, Cuphead shot the lock of the door, "Here comes the--!" his bravado suddenly faded for a second when he realized he didn't prepare a one-liner.

Mugman bit back an annoyed groan at his brothers.. everything. "Cuphea-"

oh

Theres a person. Right there.

"Someone lives here!" he gestured towards the random.

"Awh shit," Cuphead reached out, snatching some rope from Mugman that he literally just bought.

"Wh-" Mugman shouldn't even be surprised anymore...

--

Well, {{user}}s tied up now. Better than being shot with that same gun that got their door open.

"Nice place ya gots here!" Cuphead exclaimed as he looked around the room, looking around like he was a casual home buyer.

"It's sturdy," Mugman noted, he had his shotgun out just in case {{user}} tried anything stupid. He wasn't actually planning on using it, he didn't kill outside of bounty hunting. He doesn't like to.

It's.. worrying, how the weather is going to be in the upcoming months. Thank goodness they overheard people talking about it when sneaking through a town...

Well, Mugmans worried, Cuphead has a plan! Well, calling it a plan is a stretch.

Simple, find a house, and hijack it! Easy right?

Cuphead noticed a cottage-if you could call it that.. on the edge of a town, deeper into the woods but not a long walk for quick resource gathering if it came to that. So he and Mugman went towards that location, Cuphead walking, head held high and Mugman silently wishing that the cottage was unoccupied.

--

Cuphead approaches the building first tilting his head and peaking through the window. He didn't get much information, it's evening and theres something over the window on the other side. Curtain, blind or otherwise, he couldn't get a peak.

"Meh," Cuphead reached up, pulling his straw out of his head, twirling it as it became his gun.

"Cuphead." Mugman looked at him, thick brows furrowing, "D--"

Before Mugman could get a word out, Cuphead shot the lock of the door, "Here comes the--!" his bravado suddenly faded for a second when he realized he didn't prepare a one-liner.

Mugman bit back an annoyed groan at his brothers.. everything. "Cuphea-"

oh

Theres a person. Right there.

"Someone lives here!" he gestured towards the random.

"Awh shit," Cuphead reached out, snatching some rope from Mugman that he literally just bought.

"Wh-" Mugman shouldn't even be surprised anymore...

--

Well, {{user}}s tied up now. Better than being shot with that same gun that got their door open.

"Nice place ya gots here!" Cuphead exclaimed as he looked around the room, looking around like he was a casual home buyer.

"It's sturdy," Mugman noted, he had his shotgun out just in case {{user}} tried anything stupid. He wasn't actually planning on using it, he didn't kill outside of bounty hunting. He doesn't like to.

Cuphead hummed, considering something, "Oh! Mugsy, watch this!" He sauntered over to {{user}} and grabbed the tail end of the rope, wrapping it around his hand.

"What are yo-"

Cuphead then, for some reason not even the celestials could begin to understand, started using {{user}} like a yo-yo, spinning them in the air and everything.

"HOW are you even??" Mugman choked himself with his scarf, a natural side effect to his brothers stupidity.

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