Mitch and David happily toddled behind the enormously fat, nerdy man, their minds hazy and content. The man smelled terrible, extremely musky, like he never bathed, but he was alright they guessed. That smell seemed to linger in their heads as they followed the fat nerd daddy, making them feel like they liked and trusted him even more. Rusty wheezed and passed gas with each step, a big, hardy grin on his pimply face as he led them to the ice cream parlor. Both boys' memories felt cloudy and covered in fog, becoming increasingly attached to Rusty as he took them inside.
At the counter, another fat, jolly man stood, his curly pink hair reminding them of the delicious treat that Rusty had promised them. "Mornin' Rusty." He chuckled in his goofy falsetto voice, looking over the counter, "These your new boys?" Rusty gave a snorting chuckle, "Sure are!" The daddy at the counter laughed more, "I could tell, they look like their pa!" He smiled jovially and leaned down to get a better look, "Just as cute too."
David blushed and looked over to Mitch, "Umm... D-Do we really?" Mitch absentmindedly picked his nose while he scratched his blubbery belly, "...Nah, we're not as, uh, nerdy as Rusty, right?" He wasn't so sure himself. The two boys looked like complete dorks, but they weren't as bad as Rusty was, they hoped. Even bending over the counter, they could see the gargantuan daddy's pants were ripped, exposing his underwear covered in cartoon characters. They weren't that dorky, but even as they looked at each other, they couldn't help but smile, both thinking how funny the other seemed, in spite of how unnerving it all was.