“Ohmygod this is the worstest cold I’ve ever seen in my life!”

Lester sniffled miserably and huddled into his cardboard box. He really liked Chester because he was warm and swirly, but his voice was making Lester’s head hurt.

Chester sat down and threw an arm around him. Lester leaned against him and coughed. Chester brightened. “I know how to deal with that!”

He rummaged around in his pockets and pulled out a toad, then tied it on Lester’s head. “That’ll help! I was a toad once, you know! Then I…”

Lester grinned as Chester continued. He felt better already.