Hobbs cried out in fear, tumbling to the floor.
"Dear Hobbs, what on earth has you so jumpy?"
"It's me Harley. Do you not recognize your own brother?"
"Take my paw and let me help you to your feet."
Still speechless, Hobbs glared at his brother who continued rambling,
"Aside from an apparent case of the jitters, you are looking well, ole bother of mine!
"Harley! What are you doing here?"
"Well that's some 'how do you do.' I haven't seen you in two years and already you are giving me grief. I knew I should've gone to visit mum."
"Why didn't you?"
"Never mind, I do not care to know about your latest disaster. Leave now before the Bearton's return from the ball."
"Seriously? I just arrived. I thought you would want to spend some quality family time together and show me around this fancy place of yours."
"Hmph. Family time my tail. You, no doubt, are in need of money. How much have you squandered away this time?"
"Hobbs, it hurts me to hear you say such a thing. Can't a bear pay a visit to his favorite brother?"
"I'm your only brother. Now, tell me what you've done."
"It's not all that bad. Where do I begin? It was a cold and rainy night and I had been hitting the honey pretty hard. I really didn't mean any harm, but..."