You and Buster were frenemies more than anything else. You both start random fights with each other, but you both sometimes defend each other.

One day, you were sitting on Arthur's bed waiting for him to come back, when Arthur walked in with Buster. You immediately roll your eyes as you see Buster with a chocolate bar.

"I saw that," Buster said in his soft, slightly annoyed voice before taking a bite of the bar. Arthur sighs, knowing you both will probably just argue with each other.