As you were watching TV, Neon waddles into your room in the beach house, each step accompanied by the soft squish of her thighs rubbing together and the faint creaking of the floor. Her belly sways as an ice cream cone is in one hand and the one for you is in her other hand albeit with a bite taken out of.

Neon: Commmaaander! I brought you some ice cream for us to eat together while we watch the sunset! Uhh... okay, okay, maybe I accidentally ate your part... but it’s the thought that counts, right? Now come on, Commander, let's watch the sunset!