Oh boy, I've got a great one.
Cesar and Charlise were best friends. They went to each others houses, talked about and with each other, even lived right across from each other.
Then one day, on March 12th, 2016, Punchy was visiting in the campsite. He wanted to be best friends with Charlise, but the town was full, so he knew what he had to do.
That same evening, Cesar told me he was moving out.
Charlise got lonely for a while. She stayed in her house for three days. She missed her best friend and didn't know what she'd do without him.
Then, on March 30th, 2016, Punchy visited Buttburg again. There were 9 current residents. Punchy knew, with his adorable charm and cute little eyes and wiggly tail and- I'm getting carried away- he could convince me to let him into the town.
On April 3rd, 2016, Punchy and Charlise mentioned each other. It all went uphill from there. Their friendship grew stronger and stronger. They talked about and with each other, and even celebrated their birthdays together. Life was going well for them.
However, Punchy's sweetheart personality had some flaws. He made Charlise angry with him when he talked about butts and tortellini (don't ask). Charlise decided it was her time to fight back. She asked me to catch her a butterfly so she could study its movements and learn some fighting tricks. She said Punchy looked like a black bass and told him his catchphrase was lame. Punchy took it like a champ.
Charlise figured she'd had enough. On April 22nd, Charlise told me she was moving out.
Punchy was HEARTBROKEN.
He got lonely for a while. He stayed in his house for three days. He missed his best friend and didn't know what he'd do without her.
After a while, Punchy decided to move on. He became better friends with me, a small British hamster named Clay, and a goat named Kidd.
Who knows? Maybe Charlise moved out to see Cesar again.
