A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue is watching Green leave for a costume party, all donned up in a suit and a mask. Blue: Have fun at the party! Green: I will! See you tomorrow! Now alone, Blue looks around himself. Blue, thinking: Huh. I've got the whole place all to myself. I can do whatever I want. Blue proceeds to sit on his computer, quietly playing videogames, and then going to bed at 9 pm.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue is watching Green leave for a costume party, all donned up in a suit and a mask. Blue: Have fun at the party! Green: I will! See you tomorrow! Now alone, Blue looks around himself. Blue, thinking: Huh. I've got the whole place all to myself. I can do whatever I want. Blue proceeds to sit on his computer, quietly playing videogames, and then going to bed at 9 pm.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are at a fast food restaurant, observing an automated self-serve menu stand. Blue: These self-serve fast food ordering things sure are convenient. Green sits back and watches as Blue ticks through the options of his order. Blue: No pickles, no onion… Green: I wonder if it lets me order one with nothing. Blue watches incredulously as Green makes his own order, choosing no ingredients. Green: No pickles, no sauce, no onion, no patty, no bun… Once Green has finished making his order, both foxes jump in fright as an unseen kitchen staff fox yells angrily. Kitchen fox: Who ordered the nothingburger?!

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are at a fast food restaurant, observing an automated self-serve menu stand. Blue: These self-serve fast food ordering things sure are convenient. Green sits back and watches as Blue ticks through the options of his order. Blue: No pickles, no onion… Green: I wonder if it lets me order one with nothing. Blue watches incredulously as Green makes his own order, choosing no ingredients. Green: No pickles, no sauce, no onion, no patty, no bun… Once Green has finished making his order, both foxes jump in fright as an unseen kitchen staff fox yells angrily. Kitchen fox: Who ordered the nothingburger?!

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are in bed. Blue is sound asleep, as Green wakes up to a prolonged, high-pitched, continuous eeee-sound. Green, thinking: Wait, what's that sound? A child screaming? Outside, this late at night? Frowning and sleepy, Green lifts his head from his pillow and looks around, trying to determine the source of the sound. Green, still in thought: There it was again. Where is it coming from? As he looks around, Green's gaze lands on Blue. Still groggy and sleepy, Green nonetheless looks visibly relieved. Green, still thinking: I can't decide what to do about it before I figure out wh- oh. Green cuddles up to Blue, who is still just as serenly asleep as ever. The whistling sound continues, coming from Blue. Green, still in thought: It was just your nostril whistling.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are in bed. Blue is sound asleep, as Green wakes up to a prolonged, high-pitched, continuous eeee-sound. Green, thinking: Wait, what's that sound? A child screaming? Outside, this late at night? Frowning and sleepy, Green lifts his head from his pillow and looks around, trying to determine the source of the sound. Green, still in thought: There it was again. Where is it coming from? As he looks around, Green's gaze lands on Blue. Still groggy and sleepy, Green nonetheless looks visibly relieved. Green, still thinking: I can't decide what to do about it before I figure out wh- oh. Green cuddles up to Blue, who is still just as serenly asleep as ever. The whistling sound continues, coming from Blue. Green, still in thought: It was just your nostril whistling.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green turn around towards the sound as they both hear a car horn honking. Blue: Did you hear that? Green: yep! Both foxes dash into action, rushing to the same direction. Green: It's coming from the intersection outside! Blue: To the balcony! Now on the balcony, both foxes look down in fascination as a cacophony of nonstop honking is happening somewhere below. Green: Wow, the person blocking traffic really thinks they have the right of way. Blue: Amazing. Green turns to look over his shoulder to the apartment, while Blue's eyes are still glued on the action. The aggressive honking continues. Green: Will you keep me updated if I go make us popcorn? Blue: Sure.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green turn around towards the sound as they both hear a car horn honking. Blue: Did you hear that? Green: yep! Both foxes dash into action, rushing to the same direction. Green: It's coming from the intersection outside! Blue: To the balcony! Now on the balcony, both foxes look down in fascination as a cacophony of nonstop honking is happening somewhere below. Green: Wow, the person blocking traffic really thinks they have the right of way. Blue: Amazing. Green turns to look over his shoulder to the apartment, while Blue's eyes are still glued on the action. The aggressive honking continues. Green: Will you keep me updated if I go make us popcorn? Blue: Sure.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are in a grocery store, and Green spots a crate displaying a small mountain of fresh persimmon fruit, looking at it with delight. Green: Persimmons! They're finally in season! Blue sits back and watches as Green dives into the persimmon pile, sniffing through them. The fruit mound is taller than one whole fox. Green: Awwwwh, none of them are ripe yet. Blue looks at Green calmly, as his suggestion brings a spark of inspiration to Green's expression. Blue: You could get a few and let them ripen in a fruit bowl at home. As the foxes head home, Green is hauling along a wheeled fruit grate. He has taken every single one of the persimmons that were on display.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are in a grocery store, and Green spots a crate displaying a small mountain of fresh persimmon fruit, looking at it with delight. Green: Persimmons! They're finally in season! Blue sits back and watches as Green dives into the persimmon pile, sniffing through them. The fruit mound is taller than one whole fox. Green: Awwwwh, none of them are ripe yet. Blue looks at Green calmly, as his suggestion brings a spark of inspiration to Green's expression. Blue: You could get a few and let them ripen in a fruit bowl at home. As the foxes head home, Green is hauling along a wheeled fruit grate. He has taken every single one of the persimmons that were on display.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are in bed. Green has just woken up, bleary-eyed, while Blue is still sound asleep. Green narrates. Green, narrating: You might wake up at 5 on a cold, dark monday to the sound of someone scraping frost off their windshield. Still sleepy-eyed, Green turns towards sleeping Blue. Green, continuing to narrate: But you are warm, safe and cozy, in bed with the love of your life. Closing his eyes again, Green cuddles up to Blue. Green, narrating: One of life's sweet, fleeting moments of pure and perfect bliss. Blue wakes up, both foxes are bleary-eyed and half-asleep. Blue: Can you get off me? I need to go pee. Green, still narrating: Very fleeting.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are in bed. Green has just woken up, bleary-eyed, while Blue is still sound asleep. Green narrates. Green, narrating: You might wake up at 5 on a cold, dark monday to the sound of someone scraping frost off their windshield. Still sleepy-eyed, Green turns towards sleeping Blue. Green, continuing to narrate: But you are warm, safe and cozy, in bed with the love of your life. Closing his eyes again, Green cuddles up to Blue. Green, narrating: One of life's sweet, fleeting moments of pure and perfect bliss. Blue wakes up, both foxes are bleary-eyed and half-asleep. Blue: Can you get off me? I need to go pee. Green, still narrating: Very fleeting.

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 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 and Green are looking up at the same spot in the ceiling. Green: Do we have a dead moth on the ceiling? Blue: No. It's alive. Green turns to look at Blue, whose eyes are still on the moth. Green: It's what? Blue: It sits in a different spot every morning. Both of the foxes return to looking up at the moth. Green: Should we do something about it? Now Blue turns to look at Green, who keeps staring at the moth. Blue: Make it pay rent? Green: I think it flinched.