Klaus raised an eyebrow, "Do I want to know?"

"Why, you oughtta just hear about all the mean, rotten things he's done ta me!" said Haphazard, pretending to be wounded by the very memory.
"You asked for it," said Randy VIII, giving his hair a toss--as much as it would, anyway.

Klaus put his arm around Randy, "You'd best not hurt my piggy bank,"

"Piggy bank?" Haphazard giggled. Randy VIII lifted one leg and shoved him with his boot.

"Yes, I put a lot of money into this thing," said Klaus giving Randy's backside a pat.

Haphazard raised one thin blue eyebrow at him. "Well, there sure is a lot of room for it!"

"That's the best part," Klaus grinned.

"Daddy likes the booty," Randy VIII cooed, "an' so does Piggy." He gave himself a spank.

"And Daddy isn't into sharing it tonight," Klaus remarked.

"Maybe next time, honey!" laughed Randy VIII.
Haphazard folded his arms and pretended to be indignant. "What's he got that I ain't got? And you can't say 'a mustache'!"
"Uh-oh, he got you there, sug'," said Randy VIII to Klaus. "No more mustache! Show 'im what else you got."

Klaus showed him a large diamond and a string of pearls, "Wealth beyond your wildest dreams!"

Randy VIII and Haphazard both whistled. "Yeah, Daddy got you beat, sug'," said Randy VIII. Haphazard held up his hands in a gesture of defeat.
"Don't you worry, I concede!" He swiped a fingertip across Randy VIII's chin. "...But only 'til next time." Randy VIII responded by snapping his teeth and catching the finger in his mouth rather roughly and Haphazard yelped and pulled it away to nurse it with his own mouth.

Klaus laughed and led Randy away, "Come along then little piggy...."

Randy waggled his fingers at Haphazard, who waved back at him with his free hand, as he left with Klaus. "You wanna go anywhere else?"

"I was thinking we'd head back to my place," said Klaus, "If you don't mind,"

"I don' mind at all," Randy replied. "You had enough trouble-makin' for today?"