I know you just read Claudette's Boyfriend but here's a sneak peek at the next sequel: Claudette's Ex-boyfriend. :)
Inside Claudette's den at Mt. Victory...
"Why, why, why, why, why, why ,why!? Why did it have to happen?!" I sobbed on Mom's shoulder. "The greatest thing to ever come into my life is lost! What'll I do?! *sniff*"
"Shh, shh... It's okay sweetie. You'll just have to get over it..." I wanted to scream at her.
"Get over it?! Do you know anything about break-ups?"
"Uhh... Well... umm..." She put her right front paw in her chin and looked upwards. "Uh, I know it has it has something to do with-"
"You have no clue, don't you."
"Nope."
"See? You're no help because you're inexperienced. You didn't date anyone. You just hung out with Dad for few days before actually marrying him." I continued crying on her shoulder, just let my tears soak into her tan fur. I could tell she was getting annoyed by that.
"Look at me, Claudette. Look at me. I do know that moping around here and sobbing on my formerly perfect groomed fur isn't going to help any matters. Now get up, do something productive to get your mind off of this, and clean yourself because Claudette, I want to hurl on you so bad. *gag*"
"A least she doesn't beat my record," said Runt near the mouth of the cave, smiling. "I haven't bathed in sixty-five days straight."
"Gross!" yelled Stinky, backing away from his side and covering his snout with his paw. "I thought some food had spoiled in here!"
"Well, you weren't wrong about the "spoiled" part," I commented.
"Hey!" Runt exclaimed. "That number is a victory."
"More like the your level on the moron scale that only goes one to fifty."
"Why do you always call me dumb? Do you think I'm dumb?" he asked his girlfriend. She whispered in his ear. "(Magril whispering) Ocassionally? (Magril whispering) But that's why you think I'm "adorbs?" (Magril whispering) Awww... I love you too... (Magril whispering) But I still need to bathe? (Magril whispering)" Magril held her nose. "No, I don't know how many noses are at stake!" I turned to my mother.
"Mom? I don't know what's more sadder, my break-up with Fleet or Runt's conversation (if you could call it that) with Magril... I think now would be the best time to hurl on me."
Tune in. :)