Q: Do you love me?
A: Look…a puppy!
Q: Can I have a bedtime story?
A: Next you’ll be asking me for a glass of milk. And a dark matter cookie.
Q: What’s your favourite animal?
A: Maybe a giant Slor. Many Shuvs and Zuuls knew what it was like to be roasted in the depths of the Slor, I can tell you.
Q: Do you have any pets?
A: I have an angry bird.
Q: What color is your hair?
A: I don’t have hair, as such.
Q: What’s your favourite colour?
A: My favourite colour is…well, it’s sort of greenish, but with more dimensions.
Q: Does Santa Claus exist?
A: Well, those cookies don’t eat themselves.
Q: You need a timeout.
Q: Sing me a song.
A: Ok, if you insist…
I could while away the hours, conferring, with the flowers, consulting with the rain…
And my head I’d be scratching, while my thoughts were busy hatching, if I only had a…hey, wait a second!
Q: I’m scared!
A: Take a deep breath. Now exhale. And repeat.
Q: I don’t want to go to sleep!
Q: You’re mean.
A: I’m sorry. My tone was meant to be quite jovial.