Damn room. Nobody let me out yet. I just want some food...whatever. Listen to these guys.
Fox: Hey, everybody. It's just me and O'Donnell here today, 'cuz Beat's tied up in a closet somewhere. Poor kid's been getting hit with writer's block for awhile now.
Wolf: So yesterday, Beat totally flips a shit on him, so we had to knock him unconscious-
Fox: Which was pretty much Wolf beating the crap out of OUR OWN AUTHOR, then wrapping 'em up and throwing in some coat closet.
Wolf: ANYWAY. So Beat had said before the psycho-attack happened that there are a ton of Fox/Wolf love fics out there, and wanted to make a general announcement.
Both Fox and Wolf point at each other.
Fox & Wolf: WE AIN'T GAY.
Fox: And we never will be.
Wolf: 'Cuz...ew.
Fox: Yeah. Sorry if we're insulting those who find serious inner pleasure from two male, pixelated, anthropomorphic canines making hot steamy love to each other. But it won't happen.
Wolf: BUT, if that's what...erm...floats your boat, there are a TON out there. Trust me.
He shudders.
Fox: Alright, so we're gonna head out. Gotta go find Beat...
Wolf: Ah, do we have to let Beat out yet? I haven't finished raiding the fridge! Plus I don't wanna be raped again...
Fox: Whatever. Guess we can wait 'till tomorrow...
Wolf: Or the next day. Exactly. Alright...
Fox & Wolf: Later!
