Squeezable - Part 1

Standing in her living room, Rebecca and Baloo look on as Kit and Molly walk hand in hand down the hallway...Kit having offered to put the young cub to bed while the grownups chit-chat. After saving her daughter from the giant squid, Rebecca's confidence in Kit has been restored following his bungled attempt at babysitting earlier that day. She can't help but feel a tinge of guilt for having chastised him so harshly earlier that day.

Baloo: Well, there he goes... Our lil' man, all grown up.

Rebecca: You think I was too hard on him after the whole babysitting debacle? I didn't mean to... You know, hurt his feelings so badly.

Baloo: Naahh. Water off a duck's back. But if it'll make you feel better, maybe do something nice for him. Treat him to a home-cooked meal? Take him to a titty bar?

Rebecca: Oh my Gawd!

Baloo: Maybe a hummer in the parking lot afterward?

Rebecca, knowing full well that just about everything that comes out of the big bear's mouth is usually followed by no small amount of depravity, turns and playfully smacks Baloo on the bicep.

Rebecca: Really?!

Baloo grabs his arm, grinning at her as he theatrically feigns actual injury. He may be the dirty-minded potty-mouth of the company, but he's no fool. Countless times he's looked on, watching as Becca mumbles to herself, biting her lower lip as she eyes the filled-out and muscular young man. For as much of a righteous front as she puts up, he knows all too well what kind of freak is lurking behind that all-business, woman-of-the-nineties facade.

True to form, at first trying to think of some wholesome way to reward Kit, lewd and unseemly thoughts creep into her mind. Staring off into space, caught up in her own thoughts, she unconsciously begins to mumble to herself. Baloo raises an eyebrow, having noticed Becker's all too familiar lip bite.

Baloo: Well now, where'd you go, Mamma Bear?

Rebecca suddenly grabs Baloo by the arm, hurriedly walking...practically shoving...him towards the front door.

Baloo: Woah! Hey, what's the rush Beckers? We just got here.

Rebecca: It's been a long day and I'm extremely tired, Baloo.

Purposely feigning exhaustion, Rebecca yawns and stretches with a telling gaze. Baloo rolls his eyes, giving her a knowing smile as she opens the front door for him.

Baloo: Uh-huh. Ah'right. Tired you say? Now, don't you go keepin' him up all night, Beckers. We gotta flight at oh-dark-thirty in the mornin'. I need him bright-eyed and bushy-tailed in case we run into some of them air pirates.

Giving Baloo a sultry smirk as he steps over the threshold, Rebecca waves at him with the tips of her fingers as she quickly shuts the door.

Baloo: What, no goodnight kiss?

Rebecca: Byyyee, Baloooo.

Baloo jerks his head backward, the door closing mere inches away from the tip of his nose. Turning, he shakes his head with a knowing smirk, talking to himself as he shuffles down the hallway.

Baloo: Ohh, that poor boy don't eeeven know what's about to hit 'em.

Original Sketch by Tooners

Colors by Phillipthe2