Burrow opened his eyes. Wide. 

“Gary? Was that you?”

“No…..”

“Did you hear that?”

“What? The squeak? Yeah, I heard the squeak?

SQUEAK.

Burrow saw a pair of huge eyes staring down at him. He screamed. 

“Wait, Burrow, there's a giant ball of living fluff on your head! It's cute!”

“wait,  really? Is it not like a giant tarantula? Should I be cool with having it on my head?”

“Yeah, it's Literally a big ball of fluff- with two eyes and a tail!”

“Oh, cool! Ummm.. what do i do?”

Gary then proceeded to lift up the Giant ball of fluff and put it on the floor, then he took a few pictures of it. Burrow looked at it and soon identified the fluffball as a hipperfuff.

“Hey, it says the sky tribe rides them and uses them as transportation! This one even has a saddle! I didn't even notice it before.”

“Oh, yeah, lets try it!”

“Try what?”

“Um, RIDE IT of course!”

“yeah!”

They sat astride the hipperfuffs and it took them up and up, all the way up until it dropped them.

On a front porch.

In the sky.