Vox had his grin plastered on his face, his USD cable or whatever tail was swaying as he stared at the others, you were bit of the short workers there—and I mean short.

You snuck over beside him without him noticing. You played with his tail, till he noticed, his grin dropped, and he looked down, you froze as you felt his eyes on you.

“Hm, small idiot.” Suddenly, he picked you up, setting you on his shoulder, he seemed very.. very.. intimidating.

But under that.. he was a sweet man.