MMMMM I wonder what is happening down there at cross country…

“Bella, I love you, I said. Bella started to smooch me.

“Bella, did you know that you are as soft as 84 clouds combined?” I heard Bella purring. “Bella, you love me so much.”

“Stay there, Bella, I’m just going to get some shapes. I’m back, Bella. Oh, where did you go? Oh, there you are, were you hiding? (She was hiding in my bookshelf.) Mm yum, these shapes taste like chicken. Oh, it says chicken flavoured.”

“Oh, hi, Ted. Come here. Love you bubby, but you’re not as soft as Bella, but that doesn’t matter; it’s you that matters.”

I felt happy.