Toddles had his big elfsie eyes closed and was humming waaaaaaaaay too loudly to see or hear any approaching studentsies. No offense to little first year Mister or nothing.

His big floppy ears smacking against his head like moist raw chicken cutlets to the cutting board while Nimma prepared studentsies dinners, Toddles continued down the corridor while more and more laundry floated out of the basket and plop plop plopped about the corridor. Little first year Mister even got a silky bra flung over his head!