Thank you to all the citizens of Neuerkerode, who welcomed me with such open arms into their community.
Thank you, especially, to Jean-Baptiste Coursaud and Claire Paq for their invaluable and patient help on this book.
—Mikael RossThe prince and the princess…
Hello!
Where’s the CHARCOAL?
May I help you?
Just down there, on the left. Next to the guinea pig bedding.
Cuz we’re roasting today.
…marshmEllows
It’s my birthday today!
Mumsie! Santa’s asking which birthday this is!
Mumsie, can we have a guinea pig?
No, we can’t.
Oh, nice… well, happy birthday.
I’m not old! How old are you?
Huh? What do you mean, how old?
Which birthday is it, I mean.
Oh… which one…
Hmm... one sec…
We just need one bag. Please put the other one back.
I’m celebrating today! With my Mumsie!
Cuz she’s my mom!
And I love my mom! Oh, let’s go.
O coooome all ye guiiiinea pigs…
…Ooh commmee and adorrre him… born the king of guinea piigs… Honk! Hoonk! Beeep …let us adore him…
One more turn…
That’s enough! I’ve had it!
Noel… Noel!Mhm… …delicious. Are there any less burnt ones?
Here you go. For me? Yes, for who else? My birthday boy. Go on, unwrap it!
MarshMELLOWS are reeeady!
That’s the best one so far… Sigh… What’s ’at?
Yesssss!
Now you don’t have to play air guitar anymore.
Highwayyy to hell!
One sec… there’s something stuck…
Huh? Mumsie, what’s ’at? AC/ DC. They’re coming to Berlin… …in September. And guess who’s going to see them together!
Us, Mumsie! Us us us! Happy birthday, my little monster!
We’ll be together forever. Right? Of course we’ll stay together. Forever and ever? Forever and ever.
Yes. But also forever and ever and ever? Yes. Of course. You have to say it!
You’re such a pain.
MunchMunch