When Daffodil heard the Sadarski kids fighting over Clifford, over to help.

Daffodil; okay, what going on.

Lucy; I wanna play with Clifford.

Messila; no me.

Sid; no me.

Sophie; no me.

Daffodil; QUIET!

Clifford; thank Daffodil.

Daffodil; hmmm, I know how about I tell you a story.

Sid; a story.

Sophie; yay.

Daffodil; okay this story is called, The Life After Death.

Messila; whao.

Clifford; uh Daffodil.

Daffodil; Once upon a time, their were a pink unicorn. she was walking in a forest feeling depressed.

Lucy; what depressed?

Daffodil; it mean really sad. anyway, the pink unicorn was so depressed, that she couldn't take it anymore, so she hung her self.

the Sidarski gasp.

Clifford; uh Daffodil.

Daffodil; after her death, her soul came out of her body, or separated to be exact. When her soul reach high in the sky, she was in afterlife.

Sophie; what it called?

Daffodil; Heaven.

Sid; what Heaven?

Daffodil; it where good people go after they died.

Messila; where do bad people go?

Clifford; uh great story Daffodil, come on guy let play outside.

Daffodil; actually, I'm not done, anyway the pink unicorn was just about to make an entrance to Heaven, but she wasn't allowed, because she was a bad unicorn.

Sophie; why?

Daffodil; well, she killed a lot of unicorn, and then when she couldn't go to Heaven, she fell from the cloud deep to the underworld or should I say Hell.

Sidarski; [gasp]

Clifford; Daffodil.

Daffodil; the pink unicorn was so scared, terrified, frightened, and when she saw the master in Hell called the Devil, he took the unicorn to her punishment.

Lucy; I'm scared.

Sid; what kind of punishment?

Daffodil; bad punishment.

Messila; [gasped]

Clifford; Daffodil.

Daffodil; so the Devil took the pink unicorn to the fire of doom.

Sophie; fire of doom.

Daffodil; she had to be burn on fire for the rest of her afterlife.

Sidarski; [screaming].

Daffodil; relax, the story was not real, well maybe.

Clifford; Daffodil.

Daffodil; what is it Clifford?

Clifford; that story you told was not okay.

Daffodil; why not?

Clifford; these Sidarski were scared.

Daffodil; so, it not like their ganna hang themselves and go to Hell.

Clifford; yhea but...

Mr. Sidarski; oh Clifford, were back.

Mrs. Sidarski; oh my, why are the children scared?

Clifford; uh, it Daffodil fault.

Daffodil; WHAT?

Clifford; she told a scary story that was not good.

Mr. and Mrs. Sidarski gasped.

Daffodil; well it not my fault, Clifford should've been more careful, in fact he should've know that it hard to take care of kids.

Clifford; oh yhea, would it be hard to take care of rabbit.

Daffodil; I know more rabbit then you.

Clifford; oh yhea.

Daffodil; yhea.

Mr. Sidarski; that ENOUGH!

Clifford and Daffodil; what he/she started it.

Mr. Sidarski; I don't care who started, since you two weren't cable enough to handle this, then I guess we will never trust you to take care of the kids.

Clifford; but, but.

Mr. Sidarski; no, in fact you are all ban from coming into our home forever.

Daffodil; but we live here.

Mrs. Sidarski; you can be anywhere you want, just not here.

Clifford; but we can't.

Daffodil; it okay Clifford, let go.

So Clifford and Daffodil left the laundry room, and went back to Emily's room depressed. they were sad that they will never see their Sidarski friend again.