Tag: frances j worthington III

“Well, I, um, noticed your pet.”

“Oh, Scruffles?”

“Yes, um, I don’t think I’ve seen one quite like him. He’s so… large.”

“Yeah, Lucas wanted him. He loves big dogs. You should see him playing with the big guy, he gets so happy. It was worth the long search.”

“A long search?”

“Yeah, he’s specially bred to not bother Luc’s asthma. I suggested we get a smaller dog, like a maltese, but he really wanted a big one.”

“Well, that’s kind of you. I don’t think Beau and I could ever have the patience looking for a pet for that long. We’ve got three kids, after all.”

“Three? Kids?”

“You’re going to love these guys.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah! They’re like tiny baby gays who’ll look up to you!”

“That’s how you think we’ll get along? You said yourself you only knew them from online chatrooms!”

“Well, yeah. Plus, they’re from Windenburg, so they’ll have some fancy foreign tastes you can bond over.”

“And those foreign tastes aren’t… eccentric, are they?”

“Come on, I’ve known these guys since they were old enough to vote, and I can assure you, these guys are the normalest normal guys you’ll ever meet.”

“Huh.”

“Yep, just two normal guys.”

“Eep!”

“… And one very big dog.”

“Hey, handsome~!”

“Eeep!”

“Sexy, right?”

“You, um, gave me quite the surprise!”

“So how about this baby making? I got all dolled up just for yooou~!”

“I have a feeling you’re not taking this seriously.”

“What are you talking about? I’m being super cereal right now!”

“Super cereal?”

“That’s what I said. Family planning is the most cereal thing ever!”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah! Now let’s both get cereal!”