Something on the floor?
Begin countdown.
Five seconds.
Twenty seconds.
Twenty-three seconds.
Twenty-five seconds.
Thirty seconds.
The magic has apparently worn off, and now Spanky’s allowed to lay in the box lid.
“I wonder what Spanky would do if I got closer to him.”
(He ran away, that’s what.)
Tubby shows off his pink belly.
“Meh. MEH. Meh!”
“Meeeeeeeeeh.”