Suddenly you hear a loud crash behind you. "Looks like Luna is awake." Bess says.
"Ahh... my head..." Luna says, rubbing the spot where she landed.
"It's not like you to wake up like that." Marie says with a smile. "Bad dream?"
"No, I think I just lost my grip." Luna says. "Who's this." she says, looking at you.
"Oh, this is Derrick's nephew." Bess says. "He looks just like him, doesn't he!"
You were a little confused. When you last looked at a picture of your uncle, the two of you looked nothing alike.
"Eh, I don't see the resemblance." Luna says. "Are you kidding me?" the cow argues. "He's a spitting image!"
"To be honest, Bess, I don't see it, either." Marie says. "Oh you youngsters must be blind!" Bess says. "Or maybe your age is finally catching up with you." Marie mutters with a smirk.
SMACK!
"Ow!" she says.
"That's for calling me old! I'm not that old!" Bess says. You had to agree with her. You didn't know how furries aged, but she looks about 35 at the most. You couldn't help but ask.
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