Oh, not another one. I'm supposed to be learning my tables! But this little plot bunny just popped into my head and I just had to go through with it. My head is so random. I love it!
"My hedgehog's better than your hedgehog,
It will beat yours in a race.
My hedgehog's prettier than your hedgehog,
It's prettier than your face.
It wants to be an astronaut,
And go into space.
It's going to be famous one day,
And after it you'll chase.
Oh, my hedgehog's…"
"Lucy, will you please just be quiet!" Susan growled, up to her head in times tables questions. "You don't even have a hedgehog, and neither do we."
"Oh yes I do, he's called Hedgy!" giggled Lucy. "And don't pretend you don't, he's called Hoggy."
"Peter, I TOLD you not to give her so much caffeine!" Susan shouted, even though he was in Canada. Miraculously, he actually heard her.
"She begged me for coffee. Anyway, she looked as if she was about to faint with tiredness. Therefore, I am not responsible for the crime."
While they were busy pondering how they could each other from Canada and England, the ceiling fell in on them. Don't ask me why. It just did. Actually, I know why it did. Edmund had overflowed the bathtub. Again.
Lucy burst into tears. "He drowned Hedgy and Hoggy!"
"Lucy, we have no hedgehogs, and even if we did, we would not call them Hedgy or Hoggy. What's your problem?"
"It was the random hedgehog. He fiddled with my brain!"
"Is the telephone broken? I need to call the asylum."
Woah, everyone was completely OOC. Author care not! Now I really AM going to do those tables.