...The little girl and all her beautiful pink possessions became squashed up against the purple wallpaper that lined the room. But the little girl didn't care. She loved the tea, and therefore loved the giant mug.
When Miss Hope came up with cup of tea number 43 of the day she opened the door to see this bizarre but beautiful mutation. She ran downstairs and told Mummy Tea who was furious, as she had told the little girl not to leave all the cups in the middle of the room.
She grabbed a massive axe from the garage, raged up the stairs and SMASHED the giant mug.
That was the end of the giant mug as we know it.
The little girl cried.
...she can only hope that if she makes Miss Hope bring her enough tea, she will again be reunited with the giant mug. This time people will understand, and the giant mug will live a long and prosperous life.
The End.
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