Jacque: *thinking* Well this seems to be going well... I mean at least he's smiling!
Bullseye: *thinking* ...Maybe he'll walk off a cliff and die... he looks _dumb_ enough...

Ah, poor Jacque, wishful thinking Bullseye hasn't thought kindly of him since the first time he heard the guy's name Nor will he ever, from what I can see Becuz as I've explained in my fics, Bullseye is *but would rather go to hell and back before admitting it* jealous of Jacque here, since he was in a matter "replaced" in his brothers' company as a child, and he's convinced that Jacque here is the one who turned Goresky gay. Bullseye thinks that Goresky would just have stayed heterosexual (in denial) had Jacque not opened his mouth and came outta the closet, giving him "support".

And worser still, knowing that his father Graff treats Jacque with more respect than he ever gave his own son Bullseye, the warthog holds a _massive_ grudge towards the lynx-caracal. Possibly almost as big a one as he holds towards his father Graff himself, for the "parent" he hardly was and how he was rejected. So no, it's not a pretty relationship in any matter of speaking... O.o;

Even Jacque himself eventually gets frustrated with Bullseye's rude attitude and realizes that the warthog isn't even giving him a chance whatsoever, and the two pretty much _loathe_ each other from there, much to the dismay of Goresky and Chislett who don't find it fair that Bullseye and Jacque act like childish enemies and that they have to choose between their brother and their (boy)friend. When they do manage to convince to the to hang out around each other, either they'll try their hardest to avoid one another or an exchange of snippy remarks and snaps occur. Boys...

Anywho, this is based on the scene I'm in the process of writing in my story, but since I've reached this part I'll post what I've got about it Enjoy!


"Then he and Bullseye got their first look at each other. To start them off, Goresky introduced both. "-So yeah, Bullseye this is Jacque." Jacque, this is our brother Bullseye." Obviously wanting to get a good start with him, the feline smiled brightly. "-Oh hi!" Wow, so you're Bullseye!" Goresk and Chis have been going on about you for the last two days, I gotta tell ya!" It's nice to finally meet you," he said politely, offering him his hand. Bullseye forced himself to hold a smile to some degree and return the handshake. "-Likewise," he lied, as sincerely as physically possible. Nearby, Ian whispered to the others, "-Says the 'Prince of Bullshit'," referring to Bullseye's response and appearance. Michael added, "-Ah yes... how I have missed that sarcastic ass." They supressed laughs, but quickly composed themselves as their warthog friend turned and put them on the spot."


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