Broken Antler Fen Grandpa Burkiebutt at your service.

His ears swivelled atop his fat head as he picked up chuckles and he soon found the source. A young male with a chocolate coat - eyes like the setting sun and brows almost the same colour as Benjamin's poofy fur. It didn't take him long to figure out the other boy was laughing at his joke and he instantly liked him - more than Grandpa Butt. When he was corrected, he shrugged. 's what I said - Grandpa Butt. He insisted, just knowing that he had picked up his name perfectly.

He watched his big sister introduce herself and him to the chocolate boy, and Benjamin continued playing behind his grandfather for a short while before stumbling toward the boy himself. Beeeeeen! He called, finding it only appropriate to introduce himself too, even if Ivy had already taken care of that.