The morning comes, Marty wakes up stretching.
His first action, as always, is to gratefully hug his sleeping buddy. Then he sits up and looks at him seriously.
"I think next time we can taste that bird's milk at Mamo's, right?"
He's still thinking a little and hops off the bed and walks cheerfully to get dressed.


THE END

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