-Nooooo! – The shrill screams Shattering. Then Pablito huge leaps from his bed to see his beloved and magnificent destructor has almost girlish voice. – I’m dreaming, “said Pablito amazed throwing his hands to his head – you’re not dreaming,” says Mr. Pig, hitting his face with her tail curled-AY tell your mom I thing the eye!. – Endorsements, but do not hit me! – Pablito reproached taking it off and putting it next to his bed-Since I have a dream and I go back to sleep, tell me what’s going to continue sleeping. – ALord, yes, sir – you are at the foot of the bed all the cavalry of play mobil-alist to attack!.
– To address what? – Pablito “I do not understand I’m older and tomorrow is my birthday, so I have to sleep. Then the curtains of the window and AOH, it is day!. – Birds!, Achaeans most stubborn child! – . potato while setting her arms akimbo “What we were trying to quietly that he did not realize, Oh shot!, Insurance that is already being shoved them your birthday cake and that you’re giving no party. – Uuuaaaaaa! – The destroyer-Aya cries have no party!. – What happens to my party? – Pablito question more puzzled because he feels that something bad happens to her birthday party. – Well, – sits on her bed the old giant tortoise Lola – Do you remember Mr Cook?