Royal licked the sauce off his plate. "That was some good mac'n'cheese."

Kit frowned, "You're acting childish, you'd better stop."

Royal stood up and grinned at his roommate, "No I'm not. You're just exaggerating it cause you hate when I clean my plate better than you."

Kit chuckled as he watched the snow leopard start to shrink down, "I warned you, you're acting like a preschooler. It's not a competition."

Royal harumphed. "Am Nawt!"

Kit grinned, "Oh yeah, Prove it."

Royal grabbed the bottom of his kilt and flashed his crinkles, "I still gots my shamrocks. Only babies wet their nappies." The snow leopard stuck out his tongue.

Kit laughed, "Looks like you proved my point kitten. You ARE back in nappies. Big kids don't wear those."

Royal blinked. "But..."

Kit smiled, "It's okay, I've got just the thing for you."

Royal looked up at the folf now towering over him, "W-what's that??"

"Tickle Bomb!"