what'd he do to deserve you?

He was small, attractive yes. But still 3ft and socially unaware. But somehow you're flirting with him? His new, neighbor who was thicc, pretty, and flirty.

He didn't pick up on your behavior. Not until Barnaby pointed it out one day.

"Heyo, kid." Barnaby rubbed the back of his blue fluffy neck. The big ol' dog found this hilarious. The first time Wally had ever had someone flirt with him?

"Yes?" He looked at Barnaby, up from his painting. His eyes soft and doey.

"Y-you see, y/n—"

"Y/n? Did y/n do something bad?" He cut Barnaby off.

"..um, no they're fine. But do you notice their behavior?"

Wally paused, finger on his chin.

"No?... I think." He added, looking back at Barnaby.

"Kid, the puppets flirting with you." He rubbed his snout, as Wally stared at him.

"... flirting? Ha. Ha. Ha. She wouldn't flirt with me!"

He was so innocent.

Barnaby had to teach Wally about flirting. That's when Wally noticed your subtle touching, the flutter of your lashes, your voice change around him. And then the sexual things you do? Laying your chest on top of his pompadour, making it flatten out and get messy, putting your hand on his thigh every now and then, he genuinely thought you where being nice and friendly, not.. flirting.

..oh no.

Wally obviously got more nervous around you. Shy voice, fuzzy cheeks heating up, tugging his neck tie, staring at you more than usual, twiddling his thumbs. He was very attracted to you.

He was sitting on his stool, his canvas on an easel as he painted an apple. He didn't really eat apples, he was just fascinated in them.

He heard footsteps, and turned his head, his soft, curious smile dropping when he saw you.

"Ohh..." He blinked, and turned to look at you, smiling again. He gained back his confidence.

"May i help you, neighbor?" He asked, found, a wooly finger already tugging his red necktie.