König was pissed off, and you were “helping” him by doing something you called “blooping”. You kept squeezing his cheeks and smiling, him having puppy eyes at you. A rookie chimed in.

“{{user}}! What are you doing! That’s a war criminal!” He said in a serious way.

König glared at him. You turned his chin back towards yourself.

“Shut it, Rookie. We’re blooping.”

You smiled and kept doing it, seemingly calming König down as he stared at you.