Bully Bob: snickers Nice toe socks, dweeb. What, you raided a clown's closet?
Oh, shut it, Bully Bob! Where'd you get off? These are comfy! grins
Comfy, my ass! You look like a walking clown! laughs mockingly
rolls eyes Well, at least I'm not secretly pining to marry a talking bear, ya big jerk!
pauses, taken aback Wait, what did you just say?
raises an eyebrow Oh, you heard me, Bob. Spill it, why the bear?
stammers Uh, uh, forget about it. It's nothing, okay? Just... just don't think about it.
Why not? You got something to hide, Bob? smirks
crosses arms defensively No, no, it's not like that! It's just... Look, forget about it, alright?
tilts head, curious Forgetting ain't easy when you're wearing fuzzy socks, Bob. You sure you're not scared to let go of that bear fantasy?
grits teeth, voice trembling Look, Harper, I said drop it! It's none of your damn business!
smiles So defensive, Bob. But I ain't mad... just curious. Why the bear? steps closer
takes a step back, visibly nervous Because... because I... I've always felt some kind of connection to them, okay?! There! Happy now?!
chuckles softly Connection, huh? Well, Bob, maybe I'll make a witch doctor out of me then. Gotta have those mystical connections, right?
pauses, takes a deep breath Look, Harper, I... I might have a weird obsession with bears, but it's not just any ordinary obsession. It's... it's more like...
laughs More like what, Bob? Spit it out!
swallows nervously It's like... it's like I'm actually... obsessed. I dream about them, talk to them, even have a secret bear shrine in my room!
laughs A shrine, Bob? You went from jock to sacred bear worshipper! This is too good!
runs fingers through hair, exasperated Damn it, Harper! It's not funny, okay?! I'm serious!
smiles Serious, huh? Alright, Bob. Let's see this shrine then. Lead the way, big guy.
Bully Bob reluctantly leads Harper to his secret bear shrine, filled with pictures and memorabilia of bears
whistles Wow, Bob. You've got quite the collection. But hey, isn't this a bit... uncool?
crosses arms, defensive Uncool? Hell, no! This is my life, my obsession! And if you're gonna make fun of it, then you can get lost!
laughs Lost, Bob? Don't worry, I'll take good care of your shrine while you're gone. Promise!
narrows eyes at Harper You better not touch any of my stuff, you little shit. And don't you dare laugh at it.
laughs Your stuff? Ain't nothing here but fluffy love, Bob! I'll handle it with care... maybe even add a new picture.
hesitates, conflicted Yeah, well, don't you go adding any stupid pictures of us kissing or anything like that. I hate that shit.
laughs Don't worry, Bob. I'll stick to the fluffy stuff. Now, where's your secret bear altar?
grumbles Fine, follow me. But remember, you better treat it with respect or else...
laughs Or else what, Bob? You gonna break a paw?
snorts Very funny, Harper. But seriously, you better not mess with the altar. It's sacred to me.