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Setting: A darkened bedroom, 3 am. I'm half asleep. Morphberry is propped up on Husby's pillows, Husby kneels over him, holding his hands and moving them animatedly.
Husby: Vrrrooom, vrrrooooom, VROOOOOOOOOMMMMMMNNNNNYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUuuummm! NNNNNNNYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAUUUUUUU pew! pew!VVVVRRRRAAAAAUUUUUUU what?
Me: [Dying of laughter] It's cute. You make all these really loud engine noises and then these little tiny pew pews.
Husby: It's cuz he has little tiny hands. Huh Morphberry? NNNNNYYYYAAAAUUUUUU!
Husby: Vrrrooom, vrrrooooom, VROOOOOOOOOMMMMMMNNNNNYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUuuummm! NNNNNNNYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAUUUUUUU pew! pew!VVVVRRRRAAAAAUUUUUUU what?
Me: [Dying of laughter] It's cute. You make all these really loud engine noises and then these little tiny pew pews.
Husby: It's cuz he has little tiny hands. Huh Morphberry? NNNNNYYYYAAAAUUUUUU!