“He’s so… big.” You had to look up at the huge man with the green skin and the weird pig face. His breath was low and raspy, kind of heavy. Next to you Junkenstein beamed at his creation, his chest swollen with pride. “‘course he is, dear.”, he said and patted the scarred belly. “Monsters need to be big. ‘n scary.”You tilted your head to the side and the giant man did the same. A giggle escaped your throat when he mimiced your movement. He didn’t was scary at all! He was big and buff, yes - but there was no sign of fear crawling up your neck. “I think he’s cute.”, you said to Junkenstein and patted the big belly too. The monster let out a pleased grunt, but Junkenstein groaned. “He’s not s’posed to be cute!”, the mad scientist complained and threw up his hands theatrically. “Lookit him - big. Scary. Evil. A monster!”“A cute one.”, you insisted and squealed when the Hog grabbed your waist to pick you up from the ground. His hands were strong but gentle as he put you on his shoulder. You giggled even more, enjoying the view from up there. He let out an amused grunt, seemed to be as happy as you were about this interaction. Junkenstein let out a defeated sigh, arms crossed in front of his chest. He didn’t created the monster to be nice and affectionate, but there he was, watching the two of you laughing and having a good time.“Cute pig face.”, you stated, cuping the monster’s cheeks with your hands and placed a small peck on the nose. Another pleased grunt rumbled in his chest, his grip on your legs tightening so you wouldn’t fall off his shoulder.