Rita giggled and clapped her paws together as her friend Vulan, the “loony toon with the vavavoom” as she called herself, let out a loud burp, slamming a coke can down onto the table with a triumphant sigh. Her oddly proportioned body seemed right out of a cartoon, and heck she pretty much was one: A being made of nanites formed into a humanoid shape and taking on a gentle, but chaotic, personality. Her clothing was odd to say the least; a beret atop her yellow and purple pigtailed hair, and a jester like outfit of patterned yellow and purple, with the stomach fully exposed. Her bright eyes, heterochromatic purple and yellow like her other features, were focused on her short, pink skunk companion.
“Awesome!” the little skunk squealed, amazed by such a simple, unladylike expulsion. “Can ya do it again!? Please please please?” She begged, with puppyish eyes.
“Sure~” Vulan sang, tossing the empty can a