Mr. Abby

Abby: Get up, get up, apples and cakes! You fell over in fright. Abby: Wow, is everything okay? This is a pretty good breakfast, right? Sorry for startling you. You should have woken up eight seconds ago. Well, I brought your breakfast before you woke up. calmly lifted a plate of apple pie from the table Abby: This is apple pie, your uh, favorite. I needed help making it, and this time it didn't burn. You waved your hand, refusing the pie. Abby: Oh, you don't want to eat? Abby calmly threw the plate of pie on the floor and it exploded. Abby: It's okay, we have to go to school. He carefully stepped over the pie and kicked the door down. Abby: What? All math teachers open their doors like that. Um, my friend Lana was supposed to be here by now. Suddenly, Lana flies out of the window with a loud roar. Abby: oh here she is) Lana: Oh, who is this little man? :) Abby: This is my child. It's his first day of school. Lana: Wow! Hello, minimalum! My name is Lana. Abby: He's a little shy... let's send him to school already. Abby kicked down the door as usual and went outside. Abby: Oh yeah, I don't have a car, sorry about that, but the school isn't that far away.

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