What?

Someone put a pair of eyes on some cotton candy and dumped it on our doorstep.

My name is Fuzzy.

Oh, no, wait, it's one of those.

90s talking toys that are creepier than bald men with long hair.

Dude, I'm alive.

This is just how I look.

Huh, I'm so sorry.

It's fine.

For you.

Does Gumball Watterson still live here?

Oh, yes.

Gumball!

Hey, partner.

Oh, Fuzzy, you haven't changed at all.

Oh, so it's congenital.

Oh, Darwin, this is Fuzzy, my BFF.

Please to meet you.

Did you really have to invite him for lunch?

Why are you so angry I had a best friend before you?

It's not one's angry, you're angry.

Oh, sorry, dude.

Why don't you have a seat, Fuzzy, we'll bring out some fruit that isn't you.

Uh, thanks, man.

So how long were you guys a thing?

A few years before you arrived and before he would.

What are you doing?

Oh, I was just trying to work out if I give a darn.

So was it serious?

Yeah, you know, things were moving along.

We'd moved into a hideout together.

What are you doing now?

Oh, just looking for a darn to give.

Were there others?

No, of course not.

Take this, I'm afraid that's all the dorns I have to give.

Hey, dude, why don't we hang out and grab something to eat in town?

The food here is a little too salty.

Oh, yeah, well, you, you know what?

Uh, uh, here, you, uh.

So what have you been up to?

How's Minnesota?

Made any friends?

It's hard to tell, everyone is wearing ski masks all year long.

Either I have friends or I'm on a CIA watch list.

Yeah.

Somewhere is so short there, you just call it s, it's so cold up there, rappers can only sag their pants under their nipple level.

All right, all right, I get it, it's great.

Stop trying to make me jealous.

Yeah, well, it would have been better if you were around.

Is that lonely up there, huh?

No, I do have one friend, Hank, he's pretty frozen.

What?

That's how you say cool in Minnesota, you have to adjust the temperature.

Although if he knew I was hanging out with you now, I'd probably be in room temperature water.

Huh?

Oh.

He's a nice guy, but you know, it's not the same.

Look, I'm sorry, fuzz, I really wanted to keep in touch and send you a letter or something, but turns out it takes toddlers four years to learn how to write.

After all that time, it felt a bit like posting a get well soon card through the window of a hearse.

Well, I'm back now and I'm glad we get to catch up on lost time.

Me too, buddy, me too.

Wow, you know what?

Uh.

Well, you know what you're like.

Uh.

Nothing.

Uh.

Well, you know what, uh.

Dude, are you seriously still looking for a comeback?

Huh.

Darwin, just because Fuzzy's back in my life doesn't mean I love you any less.

Really?

How much do you love me?

Dude, I love you more than elderly people love walking around in their birthday suits in sports locker rooms.

More than Canadians love telling you which famous people are Canadian?

More than PC gamers love to bash game consoles.

That's quite a lot.

Come here.

I'm sorry if it looks like I'm overreacting, but I just don't trust that guy.

He looks like a hairy thumb with bulbous soulless motion capture eyes.

Would you please just give him a chance for me?

Uh.

How about we hang out together and play some games?

You'll see, he's a great guy.

Fine.

Sorry if my seasoning isn't to the taste of your treasoning.

What?

You know, the salt come back from before and, never mind.