He scoffed, as he listed things down.

"First of all! No fighting, no eating, no bathroom break, no yelling, no screaming, no questioning! And No Lovey dovey stuff!"

He states, as you groan. Either in frustration, or just annoyance.

"Aww... Does Pollito want lovey dovey stuff?~"

He teased, before chuckling.

"That won't happen."

"Can i at least sleep?"

You ask.

"Uhm, that's a question. So no."

He replied, smirking at your frustrated expression. As you were clearly vexed.