Buford had always enjoyed being around Baljeet. Whether he was giving him a wedgie or just being paired up during the building of one of Phineas and Ferb's contraptions. Being around Baljeet so much has made him notice a few things about his nerd.
He no longer cringed when he was given a wedgie, he actually seemed to shudder but only slightly. He just ignored his insults, only commenting on the grade based jokes. This aggravated Buford, he missed when Baljeet would just shrink into himself when he saw him. He liked how it felt to be feared, but he really liked it when he got to comfort Baljeet when he went a little too far.
"GIVE IT BAACK!," Baljeet screamed, receiving a few glances from the other park inhabitants.
"I will once ya take back what ya said." Baljeet sighed.
"FINE! You are NOT a bumbling neanderthal and you will not die alone accompanied only by your left hand."
"That's what I thought. Here's ya history report."
"Finally. I have never worked so hard on anything."
"Can ya do mines for me?" Buford said with a hopeful smirk.
"No."
"Plea-."
"No."
"Aww come on."
"I will not be cumming on anything."
"Not yet", Buford said jokingly. He didn't notice the appalled look on Baljeet's face. He was used to Buford saying things like that, but never to him, as a matter of fact, he doesn't even talk like that around him. Only occasionally when he's around Isabella but only because he knows it annoys her. But ever since Isabella punched him in the stomach he's been careful about what he says to her.
"Lets go see what Phineas and Ferb are up to", Buford said. still chuckling from his previous joke. Without the need for a reply they head out toward the stepbrother's house.