A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are walking. Blue listens intently as Green goes on talking as he talks, leading the way. Green: Once we get home, I'll read a book, weave two baskets, re-arrange the pantry, learn esperanto- Blue interrupts Green, who turns to listen. Blue: That's quite a list. Are you sure you're being completely realistic? Green takes a momentary pause from being cartoonish, being now depicted as a painstakingly detailed and shaded painting of a fox, with fur texture, whiskers and all. Extremely realistic Green: Of course. Returning back to normal, Green keeps walking. Blue follows, looking at Green with suspicion. Blue: How long did it take you to draw that gag? Green: A lot longer than I am willing to admit.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue is watching Green eat snack bars straight out of a packet, wrappers of individual bars strewn around him. Blue: So how are the gingerbread cookie flavoured snack bar things? Green's answer turns into narration as the scene quickly changes to a vision of Green brazenly licking the wall of a massive decorative gingerbread house taller than himself. Green, narrating: You know that dry, stale, slightly dusty taste of a gingerbread house that's been on display all month? Back to the original scene, Blue looks at Green with mild surprise. Green returns his gaze without hesitation or embarrassment. Blue: No?! Green: Well, it's like that. Blue raises an eyebrow as Green calmly starts eating another snack bar. Blue: Then why are you still eating them? Green: Nobody can stop me.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are coming home, still squinting from the cold winter air, with snow piled on top of both of them. Narration: Steps of coming in from the snow: Still wearing a snow pile, Green watches as Blue closes his eyes, waiting for his body heat to simply melt the snow off himself, with rivulets of snowmelt running down his body, collecting into a puddle beneath him. Narration: 1: Melt off the snow Green, who still has snow piled on him, watches on as Blue radiates heat, causing the snowmelt on and around him to evaporate. Narration: 2: Steam dry Green, still covered in clumps of snow, chases after Blue, who is doing his best to get away from him. Narration: 3: Run for your life Blue: Don't touch me, you wet goblin! Green: But you're warm!

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A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are coming home, still squinting from the cold winter air, with snow piled on top of both of them. Narration: Steps of coming in from the snow: Still wearing a snow pile, Green watches as Blue closes his eyes, waiting for his body heat to simply melt the snow off himself, with rivulets of snowmelt running down his body, collecting into a puddle beneath him. Narration: 1: Melt off the snow Green, who still has snow piled on him, watches on as Blue radiates heat, causing the snowmelt on and around him to evaporate. Narration: 2: Steam dry Green, still covered in clumps of snow, chases after Blue, who is doing his best to get away from him. Narration: 3: Run for your life Blue: Don't touch me, you wet goblin! Green: But you're warm!

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Green looks delighted as Blue returns home, bruised and battered, looking completely exhausted, with an olive green helmet hanging on his head. Green: Welcome home! How was the airsoft thing? Blue: Pure adrenaline chaos. A flashback image of Blue in the airsoft game, running through chaotic crossfire of noise, little explosions, and tiny plastic beads, eyes wide. Blue, narrating: All blurs into a bedlam of explosions, shouts, confusion and fear. Another view of the game, where Blue is laying on his back on the floor, with another fox - sand-coloured teammate, also wearing a helmet, drags him by the tail, all the while tiny bb-balls are being fired at both of them. Blue, continuing to narrate: Twice I got hit and had to get dragged across a hallway like a rag. Back to the present moment, Green leans towards Blue, who has settled down onto the floor, exhausted but evidently happy. Green: Was it fun? Blue: It was awesome.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue looks at Green in confusion, as Green is covered in pink hair rollers. Green: I'm going to find out what I'd look like with curls! Blue sits down to wait as Green leaves the room. Green: It's time to take the rollers out! Blue sits with the most neutral expression possible as Green returns, as a fluffy cloud of uncontrollable curls. With miraculous self-discipline, Blue manages to keep his expression neutral, while Green frowns at him. Blue: Requesting permission to laugh hysterically. Green: Request denied.

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A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Green looks delighted as Blue returns home, bruised and battered, looking completely exhausted, with an olive green helmet hanging on his head. Green: Welcome home! How was the airsoft thing? Blue: Pure adrenaline chaos. A flashback image of Blue in the airsoft game, running through chaotic crossfire of noise, little explosions, and tiny plastic beads, eyes wide. Blue, narrating: All blurs into a bedlam of explosions, shouts, confusion and fear. Another view of the game, where Blue is laying on his back on the floor, with another fox - sand-coloured teammate, also wearing a helmet, drags him by the tail, all the while tiny bb-balls are being fired at both of them. Blue, continuing to narrate: Twice I got hit and had to get dragged across a hallway like a rag. Back to the present moment, Green leans towards Blue, who has settled down onto the floor, exhausted but evidently happy. Green: Was it fun? Blue: It was awesome.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are sitting with their backs facing each other, both deep in their own thoughts. Blue turns to listen as Green turns to look at him over his shoulder. Green: Did I just say that out loud? Blue frowns in confusion. Blue: ...No? Green turns back around, seeming relieved. Blue continues to stare at him, deeply baffled and suspicious. Green: Oh, thank goodness.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are sitting at a little bonfire, gazing restfully into the flickering flames. Blue: Do you ever think of the ways your life could've gone differently? Green: No. Blue: Like if you could start over with everything that you know now? Green: Nope. The odds of finding you again in the right place at the right time are way too low. Blue: You'd rather have me than a new chance? Green: Having you is the best possible life.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are sitting with their backs facing each other, both deep in their own thoughts. Blue turns to listen as Green turns to look at him over his shoulder. Green: Did I just say that out loud? Blue frowns in confusion. Blue: ...No? Green turns back around, seeming relieved. Blue continues to stare at him, deeply baffled and suspicious. Green: Oh, thank goodness.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are in bed. Green is looking at Blue, who is sulking, with his back towards Green. Green: ...Are you mad at me? Blue: No. Green: Are you mad at something else? Blue: A little bit, yes. Green: Do you want to talk? Can I help in any way? Blue: No, and no. I'm okay. Satisfied with the answers, Green turns to his other side, and both foxes close their eyes to sleep. Green: Okay then. Goodnight. Blue: Goodnight.