Who cares about them, what about his Uggs?

After realising that his socks had "done a runner", Jack sat back down and pulled his boxers and trousers back up. "Well..." he giggled to himself, "That was something good..." But just then, two unfamiliar voices piped up.

"Yep. Those socks sure know how to have a good time." the first voice said. "Indeed." replied the second. Jack froze in fear as he looked around the room to try and find out where those voices were coming from. "Who said that?" he asked.

"Umm...we did." the first voice answered. Jack stood up as he gazed around the living room. "Who did?" he asked again, completely oblivious to his two new suprise guests. "Umm, down here, bozo!" Jack then looked down at the floor and saw that his two Ugg boots now had eyes and the separation between the main toe part and front of the soles became mouths. Jack was immediatley taken aback by this sudden appearance!

"Oh Wombles! First my socks...and now YOU!" he panicked. But then he realised something. "Wait...are you gonna be like my socks and not hurt me?" he asked them. The right boot just scoffed! "Like...would we ever do that? No!" Jack picked up his now sentient Uggs and placed them on the coffee table in front of the sofa. The left boot then spoke up. "Also...I'm sorry for calling you a bozo." Jack nodded, "That's okay. Like I always say...a lesson learned is a lesson earned."

"Umm...you've never actually said that before..." the right boot pointed out. Jack was quick to responed! "Well, I have now." The 3 then giggled at Jack's quirky remark! But then, Jack's laugh was abruptly cut off by an idea! "Hey..." he smiled brighly, "How would you two...like to have names!" The two Uggs jumped with delight as Jack began to think of names for his new pals.

Whatever their names would be, Jack knew that the 3 of them would be very good friends.