the pair of blondes were walking through the forest in the dead of night, the only noises outside of cicadas and crunching leaves being their occasional chatting, making small comments to eachother every once in a while.

a sudden rustling in the bushes causes the pair to pause, both of them glancing at eachother.

butters: “gee, did’ya hear that, ken?”

kenny: “yeah. sounded like something in the bushes.”