Fox sat on his couch. His house was peaceful. He sniffed his wood floor and wall. The sun came down. He closed his eyes.
"Hey Fox."
Fox rolled off the couch. He saw Falco.
"Hi Falco." said Fox.
"I got in." said Falco.
"You did?" said Fox
"Yeah." said Falco.
"Are you my roommate?" said Fox
Falco sighed, "Yes, I'm staying in your room."
"Oh cool." said Fox.
Fox did not like this. He liked being alone without Falco.
The next day Fox visited Mater Hand.
"Master Hand. Why did you give me a roommate." said Fox.
"I wanted to." said Master Hand.
"What does that mean!" said Fox.
"I felt like it. I don't regret anything and never will." said Master Hand.
Fox walked away, "I'll live with that."
"That okay." said Master Hand.
Fox went home. Falco ate a donut on the dinner table.
"Those are my donuts!" said Fox
"Oops." said Falco.
"Will that's okay I can always buy more." said Fox.
Those donuts were eighty dollars thought Fox.
"Uh, just save some for me." said Fox.
"Oh, okay." said Falco.
Falco went back to eating Fox's donut. Fox couldn't help but look. He was disgusted.
"Dis-gus-ting." whispered Fox.
"Did you say something?" said Falco.
"What, no." said Fox.
"Okay." said Falco.