"Bye bye!" Boysie waved a very enthusiastic hoof, happy to see another babben walk away with a happier bounce to his step. Maybe he wasn't big enough to get the fruit now, but there was no age for when anyone was too big or too little to have a good laugh!

He could get the fruit when he was older.

And Boysie would sit there wondering if, perhaps, that was a euphemism and if she was starting to think too-adult thoughts now. Dangit.

Blue Eyed Melloon