47 - Trowzer and Dr. Puzz (A friend sent this, Tumblr doesn't work for her at the moment.)
47. “When I picture myself happy… It’s with you.”
“When I picture myself happy... it’ssss with you,” Trowzer said; he was holding a small bouquet flowers at the end of his tail. “What do you sssssay?”
“Oh my, Trowzer,” Dr. Puzz said, having trouble keeping her tentacles from moving around. “I really don’t know what to say. I didn’t realize that you had shown any interest in me.”
“We would make sssssuch a good team, like that chameleon-bat duo. With my wit and you’re intelligence, we’d be unssstoppable.”
Dr. Puzz chuckled. “Is this... just about teaming up, then?”
Trowzer looked away for a moment, bringing the flowers a tiny bit closer. “Well... perhapsssss there’s that... and maybe a bit more.”
Dr. Puzz smiled. She leaned forward and was going to give him a little kiss on the top of his head, but she ended up just bonking him on the head with her fishbowl.
Trowzer recoiled backwards, making a small hissing noise from the slight pain of being bonked. “I’m not sure if that’s a yes or no.”
“I accept,” Dr. Puzz said right after, her tentacles flailing about. One of them grabbed the flowers from Trowzer. She couldn’t smell them because of the glass dome, but she thought they were nice.
Trowzer rubbed the top of his head with the end of his tail. “G-good.”












