Sushi and I are STUFFED. We've already gorged and consumed so many tinies today. But it seems that there's one left. YOU. We fight over who should be the one to devour him. Poking and bouncing are bellies together to compare who's stomach is larger. We let each other taste test you, but both of us want to be the one to swallow you whole. Sushi and I don't want to split you, because we don't enjoy crumbs! Finally it seems Sushi will be the one to devour you, but lucky for me there seems to have been one more tiny that slipped through our fingers.