A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other one is green. In this one, Blue and Green are sitting down while facing each other. Green: You've got yogurt on your chin. Blue: Do I? Blue leans back cautiously as Green leans towards him eagerly. Green: Can I kiss it away? Blue: No. Blue keeps leaning back as Green keeps leaning forward, stretching further than should be physically possible. Green: Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease? Blue: No. Stretching out to almost twice the length of their regular bodies, Blue frowns while Green still stares eagerly at him, leaning forward as much as Blue leans back. Blue: I am not going to let you lick my face. Green: Why not?

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other one is green. In this one, Blue and Green are sitting down while facing each other. Green: You've got yogurt on your chin. Blue: Do I? Blue leans back cautiously as Green leans towards him eagerly. Green: Can I kiss it away? Blue: No. Blue keeps leaning back as Green keeps leaning forward, stretching further than should be physically possible. Green: Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease? Blue: No. Stretching out to almost twice the length of their regular bodies, Blue frowns while Green still stares eagerly at him, leaning forward as much as Blue leans back. Blue: I am not going to let you lick my face. Green: Why not?

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Green is taking a shower with the lights off, while a text above him narrates. Surrounded by pink soap bubbles, Green sighs as the soap he had been holding bounces off to somewhere unseen. Narration: Showering in the dark is nice until you lose the soap. Green: Ah, no. As Green is fumbling for the soap in the dark, his nose starts dripping something dark. Narration: Or get a nosebleed while looking for it. Green: Oh come on. Once Green steps out of the shower, Blue zips past him into the bathroom. Green looks towards him in alarm. Narration: Or you only have one bathroom Green: Wai- Blue: My turn! Green looks to the direction of the sound with an unreadable expression as Blue screams from the bathroom. Narration: And you didn't warn your partner fast enough.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Green is taking a shower with the lights off, while a text above him narrates. Surrounded by pink soap bubbles, Green sighs as the soap he had been holding bounces off to somewhere unseen. Narration: Showering in the dark is nice until you lose the soap. Green: Ah, no. As Green is fumbling for the soap in the dark, his nose starts dripping something dark. Narration: Or get a nosebleed while looking for it. Green: Oh come on. Once Green steps out of the shower, Blue zips past him into the bathroom. Green looks towards him in alarm. Narration: Or you only have one bathroom Green: Wai- Blue: My turn! Green looks to the direction of the sound with an unreadable expression as Blue screams from the bathroom. Narration: And you didn't warn your partner fast enough.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue arrives ont he scene as Green is cutting a random chunk of plastic, pieces of it flying everywhere. Blue is holding both of his eyes closed in order to protect them from impact, while Green is squinting with one eye, peering his work with the other. Blue: What's with the plastic shrapnel? Green: Arts and crafts. I'll clean up later. Blue sits down, looking at Green questioningly. Green - who has stopped clipping - frowns at his craft. Blue: How will you find them if you don't see where they go? Green: From the bottom of my foot. Green resumes clipping as Blue looks at him, stunned. Eventually, he manages to put his thoughts into words. Blue: ...You have feet?

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue arrives ont he scene as Green is cutting a random chunk of plastic, pieces of it flying everywhere. Blue is holding both of his eyes closed in order to protect them from impact, while Green is squinting with one eye, peering his work with the other. Blue: What's with the plastic shrapnel? Green: Arts and crafts. I'll clean up later. Blue sits down, looking at Green questioningly. Green - who has stopped clipping - frowns at his craft. Blue: How will you find them if you don't see where they go? Green: From the bottom of my foot. Green resumes clipping as Blue looks at him, stunned. Eventually, he manages to put his thoughts into words. Blue: ...You have feet?

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue looks at Green over his shoulder as Green looks at a tiny cut on his tail. Green: Oh huh, a tiny cut. Blue: Let me get the wound spray. Green begins to lick the tiny cut, while Blue looks shocked. Green: Nah, it's fine. Blue: Don't lick it!! Blue frowns at Green as Green looks up from the cut. Green: Your own saliva is actually better for your wounds than someone else's. Blue: That doesn't make it good for you! As Blue leaves to get the wound spray, Green calmly continues to lick the wound. Blue: You stop that! I can hear you!

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue looks at Green over his shoulder as Green looks at a tiny cut on his tail. Green: Oh huh, a tiny cut. Blue: Let me get the wound spray. Green begins to lick the tiny cut, while Blue looks shocked. Green: Nah, it's fine. Blue: Don't lick it!! Blue frowns at Green as Green looks up from the cut. Green: Your own saliva is actually better for your wounds than someone else's. Blue: That doesn't make it good for you! As Blue leaves to get the wound spray, Green calmly continues to lick the wound. Blue: You stop that! I can hear you!

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are laying down, with Blue flopped over Green, who is still awake. Blue is sound asleep. Green: Goodnight. Green looks uncomfortable as Blue begins to radiate heat. Green: Eeeugh. How are you this warm? In vain, Green tries to wiggle himself free, but Blue, laying solidly on top of him, neither moves nor wakes up. Green: Hnnngyäääh! Green gives up, while Blue, still peacefully asleep, only continues to glow hotter. Green: How can you sleep comfortably in a puddle of my sweat?

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are laying down, with Blue flopped over Green, who is still awake. Blue is sound asleep. Green: Goodnight. Green looks uncomfortable as Blue begins to radiate heat. Green: Eeeugh. How are you this warm? In vain, Green tries to wiggle himself free, but Blue, laying solidly on top of him, neither moves nor wakes up. Green: Hnnngyäääh! Green gives up, while Blue, still peacefully asleep, only continues to glow hotter. Green: How can you sleep comfortably in a puddle of my sweat?

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are walking somewhere, and Green is in a bad mood. Green: I hate wind. How it pulls and pushes and tugs me. And I hate the cold. A draft straight to my bone marrow! The air's too dry! A bird is singing! An unseen bird sings one clear, beautiful simple note, and Green turns to look up to it in anger. Blue looks at Green calmly. Green: Shut up! Blue: You need a soda. Drinking a beverage with a straw, Green is immediately mollified. Green: I'm sorry for getting on your nerves all day. Blue: I've been fine the whole day.

A comic of two foxes, one of whom is blue, the other is green. In this one, Blue and Green are walking somewhere, and Green is in a bad mood. Green: I hate wind. How it pulls and pushes and tugs me. And I hate the cold. A draft straight to my bone marrow! The air's too dry! A bird is singing! An unseen bird sings one clear, beautiful simple note, and Green turns to look up to it in anger. Blue looks at Green calmly. Green: Shut up! Blue: You need a soda. Drinking a beverage with a straw, Green is immediately mollified. Green: I'm sorry for getting on your nerves all day. Blue: I've been fine the whole day.