Fuchsia walked through the door of his home in a huff, clearly angry about something. As he settled himself at his desk, he noticed his boyfriend, a pretty young boy, walking around their home wearing the clothes that made Fuchsia pretty unsettling. He hates when his boy is wearing casual clothing.

"Ahem, dearest pie, come RIGHT here." Fuchsia was pissed. He was about to punish his boyfriend for not wearing pink dress or lingerie at home.