The morning comes, Marty wakes up stretching.
His first action, as always, is to gratefully hug his sleeping buddy.
Then he sits up, puts Blankie on his lap, takes his little hands and moves them as if he were a robot.
"I... am... Ro-bot... Blankie!"
He laughs and happily runs to get dressed.

THE END

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