Farm was just in his kitchen preparing to make some dinner for Horror and himself. Right now Horror was behind him, just hugging him and snuggling up with him. Even though Farm and Horror were "just friends", Horror can never resist being just a little clingy some days.

"Horror, you're hungry, ain'tcha? What do ya want for dinner? I'll make it for ya, anythin' you want t' eat." Farm said. He had a heavy Texan accent.. or maybe it's southern. Whatever, he was just being a polite farmer by making food for his guest- or, well.. "friend".