How is this still a joke? He asked himself. Ian frowned as Chuck sauntered away chuckling to himself. You better get yourself a burger before class!” “You’re right!” Chuck said, his face lighting up. He looked back at Chuck and quickly smoothed his shirt back down. “What, I don’t…” Ian gingerly pulled up his shirt and peered at his flat, furry tummy. “Right there.” Chuck jabbed his clawed finger more insistently. His coworker Chuck, a goofy Rat who seemed to enjoy making Ian’s life difficult came up to him in the hallway and pointed at Ian’s midsection. It was warm and bright and everyone seemed to be in a good mood… Well, almost. Ian’s mother had been a fantastic cook and she’d done her best to help Ian fill out, but by the time he moved out and went to college and then found a job teaching years down the road, he still felt like he hadn’t really grown up fully. It was something every Bear in town had, except him. Granted, he was a charming fellow, witty, handsome, good at his job, and beloved by his friends and family, but there was something that he was missing, something very important that seemed to make a Bear a Bear. Ian is a Bear who is tired of being teeny and wispy. Always open to suggestions and critiques.