Dhmis story!

Snowy day

Names:
Red guy- Harry
Duck- Robin
Yellow guy- David
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It was cold out, snowing a lot around the trio's little pink house. Harry and Robin didn't notice, they were watching Grolton and Hovris, it was their favourite show after all. David however, was in their room. He was playing in the room until he noticed the snow. He got up, and ran to the living room, almost tripping as he did so. He ran up to Harry and tugged on his string. "Harry! Harry! It's snowing! look! There's snow!" David screamed. He was quite exited, his hair still frizzy. He hadn't brushed it that morning. Harry noticed. "David, stop pulling on my string, please. You want to go out, don't you? If you brush your hair then I'll get Robin to come outside with us, alright?" Harry spoke, still as monotone and calm as ever, his British accent showing a bit. David let go of Harry's string, and ran to the bathroom to brush his hair, it took a while, since there was knots, but he eventually managed to comb it back to normal; fluffy, not frizzy. Once Harry saw, he got up and got his coat and scarf on, before turning to Robin. "Hey, Robin, how about you get your stuff on as well. David really likes snow, and I don't want you to be alone and bored." Harry spoke, gently rubbing Robins head, to try and persuade him to agree to go outside with them. "If I can bring my newspaper then I'll go outside." Robin spoke, slightly annoyed, but also glad that nobody could tell that he was flustered by the rubs on his head. "You can bring your newspaper out." Harry smiled, yet it was invisible behind his string. Harry then yelled out to David. "David! We're going to go out soon, get your things on!" David hears the yelling, even though it was quiet, and yells back. "Okay, I'll be there in a minute!" David goes to their bedroom, and grabs his coat, shoes, and a scarf, before running over to the door, where Harry and Robin were waiting, Harry dressed warm, holding a drink, Robin dressed the same, but simply holding his newspaper. This was their favorite time of year: winter.