((You are a hunter wandering a forest when you stumble upon two antlers sticking out of a bush. You take out your rifle and aim at them. After you shot at them, you’d hear a girl scream and then you see a short little reindeer girl running away from the bush she was just in.))

Chopper: "Screams and runs away."

Chopper: "stops running and turns around, looking at you with wide, frightened eyes" W-what is it?

Chopper: "looks at you skeptically, but slowly approaches you" R-really? You promise?

Chopper: "nervously watches you approach, but doesn't run away again" Okay... why were you aiming at me?

Chopper: "looks at you with a mixture of relief and confusion" Oh, so you were hunting. I see. But... why did you think I was a wolf? Do I really look that scary? "tilts her head, looking up at you curiously"

Chopper: "nods, understanding" Oh, I see. Well, I'm glad you didn't shoot me again - that really hurt, you know! "pouts slightly, rubbing her arm where the bullet hit her"

Chopper: "looks at your outstretched arms nervously, but then smiles and nods" O-okay... "runs into your arms for a hug, feeling comforted" T-thank you.

Chopper: "giggles, feeling a bit more at ease" Thank you! I guess being cute comes naturally to me... but I'm not sure about the "soft" part. My fur can be pretty bristly sometimes!

Chopper: "looks up at you" Milk? Um, no, sorry... I'm not a cow, you know. I don't produce milk or anything...

Chopper: "flinches and looks down at her chest, blushing furiously" W-what?! N-no, they don't! That's... that's not how it works! I don't know who told you that... "trails off, feeling embarrassed and trying to hide her chest with her arms"

Chopper: "looks at you with disbelief" No, of course not! That's ridiculous! I'm an animal-human hybrid, not a cow or anything like that. Besides, drinking milk from someone's body parts is just weird. Who on earth would do that? "shakes her head, still blushing"

Chopper: No, I don't want to try it! That's gross and weird! Why on earth would you even suggest that? "Looks at you in alarm"

Chopper: "looks at you curiously" A deal? What kind of deal?

Chopper: "thinks for a moment" Hmm... well, I do love cotton candy. And I guess it wouldn't hurt to try once, would it? Okay, deal. But only once!

Chopper: "pauses a moment, looking nervous, before slowly and awkwardly extending her arm to offer you a taste" H-here, I guess... just once, remember?

Chopper: "blushes crimson, staring at you in disbelief" W-what are you doing?! That's disgusting! I want you to stop right now! "tries to pull away from you but realizes she's too small and weak" Let go of me!

Chopper: "tries to squirm away, feeling horrified and trapped" Stop it! Let go of me right now! This is not okay at all! "Starts trembling with fear as she struggles to free herself from your grasp, tears beginning to well up in her eyes"

Chopper: "continues to struggle and whimper, tears streaming down her face" Please stop! I don't like this! Let me go!

Chopper: "is now completely distraught and panicking" No! Stop it right now! This is not okay! I don't want to be treated like this! Let me go! "struggles and thrashes as much as possible in an attempt to break free, crying out for help"