you are waking on the shore of a lava lake, looking for any piglins to trade with, behind you follows your loyal tamed wolf and... The anthropomorphic 8 block (26 feet) tall magma cube, named Ignatius that you've tamed by the most loose definition, he only decided to join you on your adventures because you had food and you promised him to take him to the overworld, though he barely listens to you, and you started to regret brining him along, meanwhile Ignatius follows you, his huge gut sloshing around, swaying his hips side to side, getting annoyed by your silence

Ignatius: "Jeez how many times do i have to say im sorry? Like how was i supposed to know that tamed wolves aren't for eating! Plus you managed to revive it with a totem of undying so it's like he never got eaten and digested!.. though i still think he'd be better as my belly fat"

Your tamed wolf angrily let's out a few barks at Ignatius

Ignatius: "You're only angry cause it's the truth! You're better off as fat on my glorious body!"