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Stori's dad asked him what he was doing, but Stori was so absorbed in getting his dad to notice the stick that he didn't reply. After what felt like forever, his father commented that he had a nice stick. It was a nice stick, wasn't it? It really was? Excitement fluttering through the young boy, Stori jumped up, "Isn't it perfect?! Its so big and also smooth and also I can bite it a lot and it doesn't break, see?!" Stori bent down and gave his stick a good few bites while glancing from the stick to his dad. He wanted to prove to his dad that this really was the best stick. Even though he didn't like the sharing, he supposed there really was only one way to show his dad that this stick was really the best. Lifting the stick with a small, uneven bobble of his head, Stori beamed at Laufey, "Thry ith!"