Remy had traveled to meet Frey Fox. It was his birthday and he wanted to surprise him.

It started to rain heavily once Remy had reached his house. He knocked on the door, but there was no one answer.

Puzzled, Remy went into the backyard. He spied Frey and was shocked to see him dancing completely naked in the rain.

Remy thought about turning around, but realized he had come too far. He walked slowly up to him. Frey jumped back in shock when he saw him. He turned red and covered himself.

"Oh," he said timidly, "hello, Remy. Nice weather, isn't it?"

"I'd say so," smiled Remy. "What are you doing out here like that?"

Frey sighed. "Alright, you caught me, and I'll let you in on a secret. I love dancing naked in the rain. It's like, well, it's like having all my troubles being washed away. And I also find it to be a lot of fun. That's all."

Remy nodded. "I understand," he said. And I won't tell anyone. I swear."

Frey smiled. "I really appreciate it, Remy. So, go on inside, I'll meet you there."

"Okay."

Remy stopped and turned around.
"Hey, Frey?"

"What?"

"Well," said Remy nervously, "is it okay if I join you?"

Frey laughed. "Really? You want to dance with me?" Frey paused. "Well, alright. I suppose so."

Remy smiled and ran into the house. Moments later, he came back out completely naked.

Frey laughed. "Well, come on."

Remy started dancing with Frey. Even though it was cool outside, it didn't really bother him.

Frey took him by the hands and spun him around. Remy grew dizzy.

It started to rain harder, and the grass became more slippery. But they both maintained their footings.

Remy and Frey were having so much fun now. Frey picked him up and spun him around in the air.

"Frey! Frey!" Said Remy.

Frey stopped and held him in midair.

"Yeah?"

"I meant to tell you something."
Remy held out his arms and cried "Happy birthday!"

Frey laughed. "You remembered! Thank you, Remy!"

"That's what I came over for," said Remy.

"Aww. Hey, I just thought of something else to blow besides my candles."

"Oh, what?"

Frey smiled. "You."
He pressed his snout into Remy's stomach and gave him a motorboating.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

Remy laughed and squirmed hard. "Frey! Stop! Put me down!"

Frey put Remy down and they both laughed.
"And look at us," said Frey, "we're both in our birthday suits. So it's perfect."

Remy laughed, "I know."

"Come on," said Frey. "Let's go inside and dry off. I'll fix us something hot. What do you say?"

Remy smiled. "I suppose so."

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