Blarby

You won't even know that I'm gone.

All right, well, let's eat.

Oh, yeah.

I know.

I made it.

Every time I tried to do that, she'd wake up immediately.

We probably should wake her up, though.

She was going to be really upset if she missed out on breakfast with you guys.

You wanna do it or you want me?

She slowly kneels down by the beanbag and she gently pulls Mila into her arms and then she slowly begins to tickle her on the side.

Wake up little one, it's time for breakfast.

It's your old pal Blarby, and I got the guys here.

And you watch as Mila's eyes gently flutter open, and for a second she recoils in fear for a moment, but then she looks up into Blarby's face, her two giant, voluminous pigtails just bouncing around as she's looking down at Mila, and you see a slight smile across her face.

Hello, make me plate, yeah.

She immediately jumps up and starts to trot around the room.

She's still wearing that oversized band tee that Gricco gave her, but you now see that she has little slippers on her feet.

Where they came from, you have no idea, but they are hot pink, so you have a guess.

She immediately grabs it and brings it to the middle of the floor.

Here you are.

She begins to move around, grabbing each of your plates and bringing them to the middle of the floor and putting them in a circle as she ushers you to sit down with her, almost tea party style to have breakfast, unless there's anything else you would like to do.