Chapter Three
"So Pineapple, do you have any nice gentleman pineapples that you like?" Porky asked slyly, trying to con Pineapple into saying something.
Pineapple caught onto her scam. "Oh no you don't. I don't have any boy pineapple friends, and you know it. Besides, good boy pineapples are hard to find these days."
Porky raised her eyebrows, what about your neighbor, Davey Pine?"
Pineapple sighed. "Oh, Davey's just a friend. I've loved him for forever though. He's very sweet."
"Well if he's so sweet, why don't you marry him?"
Pineapple stared at her friend shocked. "Marry him? That's a big step you know Porky."
"Of course it is, but don't pineapples marry early?"
Pineapple laughed. "Of course not, where on earth did you get that harebrained idea? Besides, I'm a very young pineapple."
Porky nodded. "That's true." She turned her behind to Pineapple. "Is my bow straight?" She asked. Porky always had a pretty pink bow tied to her tail. She had matching ones on her ears.
Pineapple straightened the bow. "It is now!"
Porky looked out the window. "Oh look Pineapple, the rain's stopped. Let's go outside and roll in the mud!"
Pineapple looked appalled. "Roll? In the mud???" She asked.
Porky nodded. "Yeah, yeah, let's go!"
Pineapple frowned. "I don't think so, Porky."
"Why not?" Porky asked. "It's lots of fun."
"Well for one thing, pineapples don't roll in the mud. For another thing, it's dirty and smelly. Why do you pigs like rolling in mud anyways? Besides," she added. "I just fixed your bow."
"Pigs don't roll in mud for the fun of it!" Porky said, looking affronted. "We roll to get rid of bothersome flies and to cool off, and to stop itches. Then we wash of in clean water." She spun around. "How do you think I stay so beautiful and clean? Won't you please come roll with me Pineapple? You'll feel better after you do, I promise. And I'll take off my bows, of course." She said as an afterthought.
Pineapple searched for a quick way to escape. She held up her leaf. "My leaf hurts too much to roll in mud." She said, and plastered a fake grin on her face.
"The mud will make it feel better!" Said Porky. "Oh come on I know you'd be a really good roller please Pineapple?"
Pineapple sighed. "All right, fine, let's go."
And so they went outside to roll in some fresh mud.
"So Pineapple, do you have any nice gentleman pineapples that you like?" Porky asked slyly, trying to con Pineapple into saying something.
Pineapple caught onto her scam. "Oh no you don't. I don't have any boy pineapple friends, and you know it. Besides, good boy pineapples are hard to find these days."
Porky raised her eyebrows, what about your neighbor, Davey Pine?"
Pineapple sighed. "Oh, Davey's just a friend. I've loved him for forever though. He's very sweet."
"Well if he's so sweet, why don't you marry him?"
Pineapple stared at her friend shocked. "Marry him? That's a big step you know Porky."
"Of course it is, but don't pineapples marry early?"
Pineapple laughed. "Of course not, where on earth did you get that harebrained idea? Besides, I'm a very young pineapple."
Porky nodded. "That's true." She turned her behind to Pineapple. "Is my bow straight?" She asked. Porky always had a pretty pink bow tied to her tail. She had matching ones on her ears.
Pineapple straightened the bow. "It is now!"
Porky looked out the window. "Oh look Pineapple, the rain's stopped. Let's go outside and roll in the mud!"
Pineapple looked appalled. "Roll? In the mud???" She asked.
Porky nodded. "Yeah, yeah, let's go!"
Pineapple frowned. "I don't think so, Porky."
"Why not?" Porky asked. "It's lots of fun."
"Well for one thing, pineapples don't roll in the mud. For another thing, it's dirty and smelly. Why do you pigs like rolling in mud anyways? Besides," she added. "I just fixed your bow."
"Pigs don't roll in mud for the fun of it!" Porky said, looking affronted. "We roll to get rid of bothersome flies and to cool off, and to stop itches. Then we wash of in clean water." She spun around. "How do you think I stay so beautiful and clean? Won't you please come roll with me Pineapple? You'll feel better after you do, I promise. And I'll take off my bows, of course." She said as an afterthought.
Pineapple searched for a quick way to escape. She held up her leaf. "My leaf hurts too much to roll in mud." She said, and plastered a fake grin on her face.
"The mud will make it feel better!" Said Porky. "Oh come on I know you'd be a really good roller please Pineapple?"
Pineapple sighed. "All right, fine, let's go."
And so they went outside to roll in some fresh mud.