"Whaaaaat??! You LEFT! I got lonely... I needed company!!"
"And the knitting project I'm working on took my place??"
"Well, um... it was warm and soft and squishy like your cuddles, soooooo..... yeah, I guess it kinda did."
"Take a look at the mess here, Day... it hardly looks like you were merely 'cuddling' with the wool."
"Well, but it started that way..."
"Do pray tell."
"Welllll..... I looked up and you were gone and there I was..... aalll alo-onnnnne. And then I looked up on the couch and saw that you'd also left that poor yet delightful wool-squishiness all alone, too; that's when I knew that we were both in the loneliness together and I thought I should fix it for us both."
"By destroying it."
"Not destroying... plaaayy-innggg....."
"That wool is for making a blanket with, Day, not for playing with!"
"YOU got to play with it..."
"I wasn't playing with the wool, I was knitting with it..."
"Do we really need to stand here and argue semantics, Mama? Seriously... haven't we already wasted enough of our precious cuddle time on this trivial issue?!"
"Trivial issue?? It'll take me hours to untangle and roll this wooly-mess into a new, useable ball for knitting with!"
"Reelaaaxxx, Mama... I'll help you... I mean, hey, if I could make this much beautiful art on only my very first try, just imagine what I'll be able to do with a little more practice!"
"The only practice you'll be getting, Day, is in cleaning up!"
"That's not fun..."
"But that's what's happening... start cleaning, Mister!"
"Mamas are so unfair... grumble, grumble....."
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