Greens. Prompt comes from an anonymous reviewer known as heheheh. Pretty much a crack fic. Makes no sense, has no plot. I never knew it would be so hard to make a good oneshot about Greens and llamas. I should make this a goal of mine...
LLAMAS
In a rare moment of laziness they decided to simply rest atop a grassy hill, gazing up at the cloudless sky. He lay with one leg up and the other resting across his knee. He folded his arms behind his head and exhaled slowly, glancing to his right at his company.
She mimicked his position, only her legs were spread out, and quite deliciously so, he thought to himself with a smirk. It wasn't often he was offered the view of Buttercup completely relaxed, soaking up the sun's rays.
She'd fallen asleep some time ago, and he decided he would follow her example and take a nap himself, if only to avoid staring at her, perfectly laid out for the taking as she was.
He was startled awake when something soft, wet, and sort of slimy touched his cheek. Upon reflex he jumped up and spun around to confront whatever it was that had touched him, only to deflate at the sight of the hairy creature with hoofed feet.
It looked like an odd mix of goat and donkey, and he felt himself grimace in disgust.
It stared at him with glassy gray eyes, which actually sort of freaked him out. He inched around the goat-donkey and over to Buttercup, nudging her side lightly with his foot.
She blinked up at him tiredly, scowling at having been woken up and raising an eyebrow in question.
''What's that?'' He asked bluntly, pointing to the animal that seemed content to simply stand there and stare at him like he was the most interesting thing that ever walked the Earth.
Buttercup shifted onto her side and sat up, eyebrow arching higher and mouth settling into a light frown. ''That's...a llama.'' She seemed to be at a loss for words after that statement, and joined him in staring at the llama, who gazed back at them blankly.
Suddenly remembering something, Butch shuddered, and Buttercup turned to him. ''Eww,'' He mumbled. ''It licked me.''
Leaves something to be desired, doesn't it? I'm not a miracle worker. Now come on guys; I've gotten reds and greens requests, but still no blues. Nobody likes Boomer and Bubbles anymore?