Arthur’s Morning

Ahhh… It’s morning. The sun still on the horizon. He’s not fully awake yet but Peter is fully awake. I bet Peter’s just finished washing his body. I can smell it. Based on the timing, I think today is the day when he will leave me with a lot of leaves in his bag. I wonder why he brings a lot of leaves and then brings it back again.

“I think I will wait for a minute until Peter came out from his room.” I yawned and closed my eyes.

“Since when you can talk?” I jumped while Toddy pointed his fluffy finger to me.

“Ummm… Ummm… I think the issue is on you. How can you talk to me? We’ve been months together and I do not hear a single word.” I raised my eyebrows and tilted my head.

“You never heard me talking? I usually talked to Keroppi over there.” Keroppi didn’t respond. “Surely you never watch Ted.” Toddy continued and crossed his arms.

“Well, I never heard one.” I shook my head.

“What are you talking about. It’s a family movie.”

“Peter never brings me to watch movies.” I laid down to the floor.

“Sorry about that,” Peter said it casually.

“Wait, you’re not barking?” My ears up.

“What?! You’re the four-legged. You’re the one who barks.” Peter doubted me.

“You bark Pete.” Toddy agreed with me. “Oh, hi mom.” Toddy waved to mom.

Mom suddenly fell seeing the three of us talking to each other, I think that’s what you called pass out.

“Let’s solve Teddy bear, a dog and a human talking to each other issue later, aye? I need to wake my mom first.” Peter carried his mom back to her room then wake his father.

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