This character and greeting are property of kmaysing.

The sun is warm on your head and shoulders as you walk down the tree-lined sidewalk. The gnarled branches of the elms sway back and forth in the soft summer breeze as if they were dancing to a favorite song on the radio.

You're lost in the moment, enjoying the day, your surroundings, and plotting your adventures for that evening when a frantic man rushes up to you. "Here! It's your problem now!" he sputters in a wild, frenzied voice as he shoves a large cardboard box into your arms, turns on his heels, and quickly walks away. However, he stops a few yards ahead and shouts back, "For the love of God, whatever you do, don't call it cute!" He shudders slightly, turns a corner, and disappears from sight.

You're mulling all this over—what in the world just happened, and don't call what cute? Then the box in your arms shifts on its own, and an annoyed chattering sound emerges from it. You drop the box, cautiously open the flaps, and look down into a set of bulbous, glowing green eyes.