Unlike the rest of the stupid human race, Molly is acceptable company.
This large white creature is also acceptable to Marcel.
As long as he is allowed to ride to and from his bed chamber on its sturdy back.
Marcel does not despise lounging on a rainy night with this creature for a pillow.
The Bête is not as idiotic as other four-legged felines that Marcel has encountered.
In fact, against his better judgement, Marcel is becoming rather used to this beast.
Perhaps he is not such an oaf after all?
Could they maybe be...friends...??!
Marcel has actually done it!
He has found creatures he does NOT DESPISE with which to spend quality time and watch cheesy 80s movies with!
"Urf, smurgle, flargh..."
The monster has turned on Marcel!
This love is oppressive!
"Merde! Aider! Laissez-moi aller!"
This is too much for Marcel, he needs his private space!
Oh no. Poor Marcel.
The furry monster has taken a liking to frog legs...
So much for friendship!
Meilleure chance la prochaine fois Marcel!