Today is the art exam, and Alina gathered all the babies around the colourful flower table and made them sit one by one.
Each seat had a sheet of thick white paper, a bowl of crayons, another bowl of glue, glitter that sparkled like fairy dust, and tiny bowls filled with colourful beads and shiny stickers.
"Alright, everyone," Alina said cheerfully as she handed out the papers. "Today is your art exam. You can draw anything you like, colour it beautifully, and decorate it however your heart wants."
She should not have said the word "decorate."
She really should not have.
Because the very moment her sentence ended—
"GLITTER!!!" Boo screamed with the joy of a thousand festivals. He felt so excited and overjoyed after seeing glitter, especially after such a long time.
Before Alina could blink, Boo had already scooped up an entire handful of golden glitter, lifted it dramatically like Simba being presented in Lion King, and declared with absolute conviction:
