Peter: -sticks out his tongue at Fredrick and huffs laying down with sour- I'm not fat.

Peter: huh? No. I'm not dating anyone else. Who'd you think it was?

Frowns*

Peter: -smiles and coughs- yeah... I had been wondering that too. I thought you didn't like me anymore

Peter: -friend and flicks his tail angrily- I'm not fat!

Peter: da? -looks nervous-

Peter: I never said that! -growls and goes up to Fredrick and growls- and I don't look fat! You look short from here! I'm leaning down to talk to you (I can imagine this and it's so funny)

Aw that's so pretty

Hii

Peter: -gasps and whispers- you take that back! You have no proof that I'm fat! (Fredrick and Peter are literally 5 year olds)

Peter: ow! -gets a pencil and throws it at Fredrick's head- shorty

Peter: - fake smiles and bares his fangs at Fredrick- we were just having a little guy time... -snarls quietly at Fredrick-

(Especially if he's a tall demon) Peter: well you can't have her пощад. Now what do you want shorty.

(Ooo! Can't wait to see the drawing!)

It's fine... -coughs- I'm sorry I'm a crybaby

-sniffs-...

Peter: very well. I enjoy having her around -stands up and towers over Fredrick- (he's very intimidating when he's mad)

Cats birthdays are a thing to be celebrated. But I feel like april's fools is just an excuse to be mean to others

Peter: -sits up fixes bandages around his lost arm- hullo, pal.

Peter: heh. Thanks. -sighs and groans- sour... I'm hungry