(Based on the adventures of the Grocery Gang™, featuring Onion, Egg, Grape, and Fridge.)
In the depths of Lysandre Labs™, the gay lion in question sat atop a chair, looming over his desk. He would've been peaceful, but the man with goddamn whiskers in the small kiddy chair beside him kept prodding at his thigh.
"Hey, Lys-"
"No."
"Hey, Lys-"
"No.
"H-"
"If you don't shut up, I'm sending you to Malva so she can have Siebold shank you."
Sycamore tilted his head, looking up at the big spicy carrot. "What makes you think I'd mind that? He's hot."
Lysandre kinda just stared at him for a solid minute, before nodding. "I see your point."
"He's got nice hair." Sycamore said quietly.
"Yeah, yeah, nice hair. He's a good cook, too."
"Yeah. What a man."
After some more silence, whisker man spoke up. "Hey, Lysa-"
"O u i?"
"Can you go make me some macaroni and cheese bites-"
Just then, Lysandre silently pulled out his Holo Caster and turned it on, scrolling through his contacts. When he found what he was looking for, he looked Sycamore directly in the eyes as the call picked up.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Malva."
