It was another hot day as two friends, a luxray and an alolan vulpix, stepped onto the public bus together and handed their tickets to the male persian driver. "Why do you wear your hat backwards like a jackass?" Mags teased to the vulpix in front of him. "You're just jealous of my [i]dashing[/i] good looks." Randal replied, flexing while doing so. Mags feigned dry heaving at his friend's response, "I'd sooner fire my housemaid than be jealous of you." Randal blew a raspberry, "You mean that cute braixen girl? Yeah right. I've seen how you get along with her and I know you would never fire such a [b]hot[/b] babe. Admit it, you're jealous." This time, Magson ignored Randal's stupid remark and walked down the aisle.

Nearly all the seats were empty given a few occupied by: a floatzel, a krokorok and a weavile woman, which of whom Randal thought it be a good idea to hit on. He ignored his luxray friend bumping into him from behind, "Hey good-looking, how'd you like to hook up with a super-star wrestler?" Randal flirted, giving the woman a wink in the process. The weavile visibly winced in response to the short fox-boy's advance, "How about you get out of my face before I make you even less of a man." she threatened. "Ooh, [i] ICE-COLD! [b] just how I like 'em!" the vulpix spouted out just as Mags shoved him, "Yeeeaaah... why don't we go sit down before you get yourself killed bud." Mags said, continuing to push Randal away from the weavile.

Still they kept walking and passed numerous empty seats that could easily fit the two of them and reaching the back of the bus, "Why aren't we sitting yet, frostbite? This bus is practically empty we can sit anywhere." Mags questioned. Randal scoffed, "Because the [i]cool[/i] kids always sit in the back of the bus man!" Randal announced. The luxray facepalmed at the low-iq response, "You're a fucking idiot, you know that right?" Randal chuckled, laying down length wise across the bus bench, "See? That's the jealousy talking." Randal teased, "You're just upset that I thought of it and you didn't. Shouldn't be too surprising though as I am the king of [i]cool[/i]."

Three. Three puns in a row and Mags had grown irritable. His left eye twitched in fury, "If you say one more pun..." before Mags could even finish, Randal opened his fat mouth again, "Whoaaa Magsy, you really need to [i] chill [/i] out!" With that last pun, he had reached his breaking point. Mags turned and presented his plump rear-end to his friend, "Hey whoa whoa chill!" Randal shouted, only to be silenced by Mags weight settling on top of his face. Finally, some peace and quiet from the mumbling moron.

Randal kicked and fought as much as he could, which wasn't much. The flails Mags could tolerate; it was a sign of punishment the fox had long deserved. Mags sighed and slouched back to make sure as much of his weight was settled on Randal as possible to ensure maximum silence. From down the aisle, Mags could see the weavile woman looking back at him sitting on the ice-pix laughing obnoxiously at his predicament to which Mags gave a delightful smile.

Now the bus had finally begun to move, bouncing and shaking as it rolled along the unkempt roads making it all the more fun for the luxray and miserable for the vulpix. Feeling Randal's snout packed between his cheeks felt like massage to Mags and made him relaxed, perhaps a bit too relaxed. [i]FRRBBLLPT![/i] "Damn, that felt warm!" Mags spoke as his fart passed. "Hope it doesn't make you melt, frostbite." Now Randal's arms came into the equation. Patting Mags' legs and back as a signal for him to get the hell off of him, but the luxray paid no mind to it.

The bus was now reaching a small residential where Mags lived. Upon entering the neighborhood, the bus hit a hefty speed bump a tad too quickly, causing all the passengers to bounce up a few inches in the air as it jerked upward. Mags' position however sent him a good foot up before crashing down on top of Randal's face. "Can't blame me for that one!" the luxray joked. "But you can blame me for this." [i]BRRMMMPHT![/i] Another warm bout of gas for the pinned vulpix, whose flails were now slowly dwindling.

As the bus came to a halt, Mags begrudgingly stood up off his friend. Randal gasped for air and coughed and spat trying to get the raunchy smell of Mags gas out of his lungs all to the luxray's delight. "Oh come on, I was barely on you for ten minutes. You are such a drama queen." Mags griped, but Randal said nothing aside from his coughs and laid flat on his back. The luxray rolled his eyes and picked up his undersized friend, "Alright c'mon frostbite." Mags said hoisting him up over his shoulder and stepping off the bus. "You've got a date with the 'backside' of a certain Braixen girl."