Shuri: Make sure you give the goats good names.
Bucky, still getting used to making good choices: I have to name them?
Shuri: Of course! It would be beneficial for all involved.
Bucky: What do you even name a goat?
Runty little baby goat behind Shuri: *angrily headbutts a rhino and falls over, then charges at a fencepost*
Bucky: That one's name is Steve.
Shuri: Excellent.
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credit: sergeantxbuckyxboy
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