E.B patted soot of its fur, when sleigh bells and the crunching of snow came from behind it.

fuckfuckfuckfu-

“sigh not again, man”

E.B spun on its pink heels

“Hey khris”

“Dude, you’ve gotta stop”

“Well, I’m not doing it on purpose”

“That doesn’t matter, this is my show. I mean, what if someone sees you? You don’t think that’ll cause more than a little existential dread?”

“…”

“Well?”

“…”

“…”

“…”

“…no.”

“…yes?”