"They did it in the drained pool." Eugene laughed and browsed again. "They lined the pool with old gym mats. The SCB condemned the activity for the same reason, but they didn't tell everyone not to do it."
"Don't ask me to be part of this." Len shook his head and refused to look at Claude. His cute mate might even do a cute face to encourage him.
However, Claude only laughed. "Hey, I don't want to waddle around like that, either. I'm too athletic to fail in a funny way."
Eugene nodded. "Yep, but your arms can only be so long. You're not allowed to hold the container by the neck, so you would have to hug two while…"
He darted his gaze at Len, who caught it by accident. Eugene stared at him for a bit before tilting his head from left to right. "Okay, maybe you have enough arms to hug three of those things."
"You better not mean anything against me." Len scoffed, only to snort like a pig. He almost choked on the blood seeping from the compacted blood stone in his mouth.
