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It was a lazy day at the cottage for Y/N, Mell and Benson, who all sit in the living room trying to find something decent to watch on the T.V. The human girl wields the remote, while the shortest brother was on the verge of falling asleep beside her, bored of every channel she came across.
"For goodness sake, just pick something." Mell's left ear twitches in annoyance, for he just wants her to make up her mind on something to watch. Anything would be better than just surfing through channels.
"Sorry," she mutters while setting the remote down. The girl finds herself mildly amused to see that what she landed on was a documentary on different types of bears. It got her thinking. The brothers are bear hybrids, right? Her gaze travels over to the creatures, who were half interested in the program and half staring blankly into space. Mell sort of reminds her of a polar bear, which tend to be very motherly and attentive, while Benson gave impressions of being a sun bear with his love of sleep.
The sound of the front door opening causes the brothers' ears to perk, and their noses get to sniffing as all three turn their attention to Dennis, who just came back from the farm. Pigs blood stains his clothes due to having slaughtered one earlier, causing Y/N to feel sick as he brings the meat into the kitchen to put in the fridge. His messy appearance instantly set off Mell.
"You reek! What the hell gives you the nerve to walk in like that? You could've at least hosed off outside! Now, the whole damn place is going to stink of pig!" Dennis ignores his aggravated sibling as he returns to the room and pulls his bloody shirt over his head to take it off and ball it up into his hands.
"What're you watching?" He asks, ticking Mell off even more.
"Don't just ignore me, you brute!"
'What kind of bear would Dennis be?' ponders the human before a smile creeps onto her face, and she nudges the pink-haired male at her side. Benson looks her way with an arched brow and a hum, intrigued by the look on her face as she points to Dennis, who walks away to bathe, giving in to Mell's complaints just so he could shut up.
"Grizzlies are scary." Benson gives a smirk and rests his arm against the back of the couch and leans his cheek against his knuckles.
"I guess you can say they're unbearable." He grins wider at his pun, not expecting to be slapped in the back of his head by a couch pillow held by his blue-haired brother, who was less than amused.
"Ouch!" Benson growls and spins his head to Mell, who points a finger towards the stairs.
"Go to your room and think about what you've done."
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Comedic Gold
HumorSo, basically... Any character from any of my stories... but memes. Are they funny? Maybe, maybe not. Goofy and a little bit chaotic? Definitely.
