"What's wrong, Gugu? Is something bothering you?", I asked.
"It's running away..."
"What? What Gugu?"
Snores.
"What's running away?"
"Toothbrush"
:O
Now it was my turn to be indignant: "Naughty toothbrush! It's running away?! Let's hop on your bicycle and chaseit down! Let's race it!"
Giggles!
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