The Trade

Oh Toby, you’re my best friend. I wouldn’t trade you for the world.

Not even for a newer, fluffier puppy?

Not even for the fluffiest puppy in the world.

Not even for a dollar.

Money can’t compare to you. I wouldn’t trade you for the world.

Not even for a pony?

Toby, you know that’s unfair. I’ve always wanted a pony.

Not even for a donut?

Is it a sprinkled donut?

Rainbow sprinkles.

Oh swizzle sticks! You know I can’t resist rainbow sprinkles.

A chance to become a princess?

Does it come with a castle?

Yes, one with a drawbridge, a moat, and maybe a pet dragon.

You know that’s a once in a lifetime offer!



But if I traded you, then I wouldn’t have anyone to ride the pony with. I couldn’t possibly eat the whole donut myself. And that castle would be awfully lonely without you.

What if it was a pony-filled castle with a donut-breathing pet dragon?

Toby, I wouldn’t trade you for the world.

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