Simone picked up the toy piano and clunked out a familiar melody: "Twinkle, twinkle, little star..."
Little B watched her like a hawk. As soon as her fingers moved away from the keys, he pulled the piano toward him.
Immediately, the notes for "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" played again.
Simone stared, slack jawed, convinced she had a prodigy on her hands. Oh, alright. So it was a toy piano and a simple melody but still!
Little J came over and began singing, "A, B, C, D, E, F, G..."
"No!" Cried little B. "It's twinkle, twinkle!"
Little J's face became a bright red. "No. It's A, B, C!"
"Twinkle!"
"A, B, C!"
"My piano!" Claimed, little J.
"No, mine!" Screeched little B.
Okay, so even prodigies have their moments on the dark side of the moon...
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