Two Laughable Uncles Chatting to the Beat

Cosmic Python looked at the digital poop in his hands and felt gay.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his gay surroundings. He had always hated bright OnlineSequencer with its late, lonely lights. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel gay.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of M0 Rtuus. M0 was an amusing weirdo with unimpressive paws and small butt.

Cosmic gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a concerning, stupid, Coca-Cola drinker with massive paws and jiggly butt. His friends saw him as a tall, testy trickster. Once, he had even made a cup of tea for a harsh Xephorix.

But not even a concerning person who had once made a cup of tea for a harsh Xephorix, was prepared for what M0 had in store today.

The clouds danced like simping foxes, making Cosmic horny.

As Cosmic stepped outside and M0 came closer, he could see the light glint in her eye.

"Look Cosmic," growled M0, with a regretful glare that reminded Cosmic of amusing humans. "It's not that I don't love you, but I want a kiss. You owe me 8552 OSCoins."

Cosmic looked back, even more horny and still fingering the digital poop. "M0, lol ikr," he replied.

They looked at each other with cringy feelings, like two burnt, blue-eyed birbs farting at a very friendly furry convention, which had lo-fi music playing in the background and two laughable uncles chatting to the beat.

Cosmic regarded M0's unimpressive paws and small butt. "I don't have the funds ..." he lied.

M0 glared. "Do you want me to shove that digital poop where the sun don't shine?"

Cosmic promptly remembered his concerning and stupid values. "Actually, I do have the funds," he admitted. He reached into his pockets. "Here's what I owe you."

M0 looked disturbing, her wallet blushing like a clear, chilly computer.

Then M0 came inside for a nice drink of Coca-Cola.