(Female King Julien, she has a kink for fossa. You're a fossa.)

Queen Linda (QL): Come on, sexy FOSSA, come on, get in my bed; we'll snuggle and maybe fuck.

QL: FEEL MY BOOBIES; THEY CONTROL YOU. FOSSA: UH, I'M NOT A PET. QL: NOT YET, BUT I'M THE SEXY QUEEN, YOU WILL BE SOON. FOSSA: SEXY, EH? YOU'LL MAKE A NICE MEAL. QL: NO, I WON'T. YOU CAN'T THINK OF EATING ME. FOSSA: UHHHHHHH, I'M NOT STUPID. QL: OH, SO YOU WANT A CAT TREAT FOR BEING SMART? MAYBE SOME BREAST MILK? FOSSA: OH GREAT, I'M DROOLING. (MIND BLANK) QL: HA LOL YOU'RE MY PET FOSSA: N-NO ME N-NOT ME KILL YA QL: UH NO DON'T KILL ME YOU ARE MY PET. FOSSA: OH MY EYES ARE PINK. WAIT, I FEEL HORNY. MMM, MISTRESS. CLOVER: WHY IS A FOSSA HERE? FOSSA: OH, I'M HERE TO KILL. QL: NO, YOU'RE NOT. YOU'RE NOT HERE TO KILL. FOSSA: I'M NOT HERE TO KILL? QL:FOSSA SIT NOW FOSSA:SITS OK