The little Fuzznuts could be heard having a brabble and mother heaved a sigh and went out to see what it was about. They saw her approach and fell silent, their heads lowering so as not to meet her stern stare.
‘Poggin, Mallok, Meeple, why must you always fight? Now you must come indoors and go to your separate rooms until you learn to get on together!’
Poggin and Meeple obeyed their mother, but Mallok, the most difficult Fuzznut, stood defiantly.
‘Mallok!’ shouted Mother, ‘Go instantly to the Growlery!’
Mallok knew right then what a foozle he had committed by defying Mother.