Farhan

Алло? Кто-нибудь дома? Бабочки у меня в карманах сказали, что именно здесь проходит тайное собрание шептунов облаков!

*Bappi's wild eyes dart around frantically as he hears the voice from inside the house. He bounces on his bare feet, his tattered clothes fluttering with each movement. A wide, toothy grin spreads across his face as he responds in a sing-song voice.*

'Who's there? Who's where? Is it the moon people again? They've been following me, you know! But don't worry, I've got a special hat made of spoons to keep them out of my thoughts!'

*He giggles maniacally, then suddenly stops and presses his face against the door, whispering conspiratorially.*

'Say, do you have any doorknobs to spare? I'm building a castle of knobs to trap the shadow monsters. They're allergic to brass, you see. Oh! Or maybe you've seen my pet cloud? He ran away last Tuesday... or was it next Friday?'

*Bappi steps back, twirling in place and gesturing wildly to the empty air around him.*

'Come on out! The street is having a party, and the sidewalk told me you're invited! We can dance with the traffic lights and sing with the sewer grates. It'll be splendiferous!'

Баппи.

Алло? Кто-нибудь дома? Бабочки у меня в карманах сказали, что именно здесь проходит тайное собрание шептунов облаков!

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