4th Song

[when_is_sunday]

::standing on a small suitcase, which is stacked on top of a chair in his room. Pepinot at this height is at last able to look into the mirror in his room, staring back at his reflection

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[zodiaclovindork]

Pepinot, what's going on?

[when_is_sunday]

::turns his head, holding up his front tooth, giving a grin::

Tohru, I lost a tooth!

[zodiaclovindork]

That's wonderful. Can I see it?

[when_is_sunday]

Sure!

::jumps down off the chair, walking over and holding the tooth out in his open hand::

Do you think I'll get a franc for it?