— Wait what.

— Oop! Was I thinking out loud?

— But … But I have things to do! Like …. Shopping! Wanna go shopping with me, daddy panda? Tease, tease.

— Oh gosh! Finally! Someone with taste! Happy Pina noises. Not every day he gets complimented for his fur. — Have you ever tried using oils after you shower? Small things like that are game changers.

— You’re one of those genetically good looking guys, huh? He’s digging his style a lot. Nothing beats a well fancy way of dressing. — Oh? So you do have a routine! More smiling from his part; even some small claps with his hands. — Pardon my French, but, it’s stupid hard.

— Big . . .

— May I … you know … uh. His hands began to squeeze the air. He really wants to touch them.

— Is this heaven? Am I dead? The sheep started to squeeze and touch those tiddies as soon as the bear allowed him to, making sure to also massage them as the seconds went by. — How are they this soft!?

— It’s all yours!

— Oh, ugly old canine~

— Compared to me you’re nothing but an ugly old canine. Sniff sniff. — And a pretty smelly one if I may say so.

— No one would ever think that. Just look at me! I’m the most precious and good looking sheep ever! He’s walking towards the canine with a smug face. — Old man is going to teach me some manners?

— A boomer like you could only dream of being as pretty and handsome as me! He’s flicking his hair. — Go ahead then! I doubt an oldie fuck like you could teach me something.