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Daddy brought lots of munch-munch for Alice, the most city-sect lady, so you feel she deserves the glorious first rub-rub. You sidle over to her and begin rubbing cheeks. "Dwaddie ish a vewy shitty-shect yukkuchi who bwought Awish mwunch-mwunch, sho Awish will gib dwaddie wub-wub!" Daddy smiles, and returns your rub-rub happily. "Rub-rub! Happiness! Alice can really take it easy with such a very city-sect little one!" You smile, able to take it very easy with Daddy's praise. Before long, Tufty and two of your Patchy sisters arrive. You recognize the one who comforted you after Emo proved her scum attitude – what a country bumpkin! - by her lithe body (Scarecrow). Alongside her is the opposite, a yukkuri for whom moving seems uneasy, one who ate more than her fill at every mealtime (Fatty). Scarecrow rubs up against you first. "Patchy's cyute widdle shish!" she says. Fatty isn't very far behind. "Mukyu! Batchy's widdle shish wesht eajy!" You rub against both sisters, and the easy attitude makes you feel inspired. You start to sing, a song based on the song Mommy sang while you were on the stalk.

"Yu yu~ Eajy dayz~ Yu yu~ Wewaxing dayz~ Yu yu~ Hwappy dayz~"

Tufty yu-yus. "Wow! Widdle shish shang a weawwy eajy shong!" Scarecrow and Fatty yu along. "Batchy's widdle shish wiww be an idol shome day!" Fatty offers. You stand proudly. "Of courshe! Awish is the eajiest yukkuchi in da world! Awish's alweady an idol!" Daddy yu-yus happily. "As expected of Alice's most city-sect little one!" Mommy, Princess and two more little Patchys approach. "Awish's eajy widdle shish!" "Mukyu! Pache's idol widdle shish!" "Mukyu! Patchy and Alice's little one is really taking it easy!" They crowd around you for praise and rub-rubs, and you thoroughly enjoy the much-deserved attention. The only one who doesn't join in is Emo, who sits alone by herself. She doesn't sleep easy that night, unable to share the affection of her parents and sisters.

The next few days pass nicely in your cosy easy place. Daddy shows clear favouritism for you, even bringing you sweet-sweets on one occasion. The family doesn't seem to mind, however – singing your easy songs for them, you are the family's idol, a yukkuri who can really take it easy. You of course believe you deserve this by birth, and spend your first few days inside the house, believing the world outside should bow to your easiness. Big sis Emo does not agree with the family that you are an idol, but disagreeing with your parents is not very smart for a baby yukkuri. She is an outcast in her family home.

A week after your birth, you are now old enough to be truly called a ko, rather than a baby. Your little crawl has become a healthy hop, and your body is now a good match for your exploratory nature. Yukkuri, especially kos, enjoy an adventure, so long as it's not too strenuous. So when the time came to go with Daddy on a hunt-hunt, you and your Alice sisters jump at the opportunity.

You find yourself hopping along after Daddy in a nearby local park. Spirits are high; you are singing your very easy song, and Tufty and Princess are singing your praises. Emo shuffles along after you, lagging behind and straying away, still uneasy at being left out. The park is a very easy place. There are scores of Mister Humans enjoying the crisp spring air, most picnicking. Daddy teaches you how to steal from them when they aren't looking; you learn the art of human stealth, which is to say not yelling "slowly, slowly" when stalking your prey. You manage to grab some Mister Sandwiches, Mister Fruit, and even Mister Cakes. Daddy hands you a sack to put them in ("Alice's city-sect hunt-hunt bag!") and you do so happily. "Awish fwound lots of shitty-shect mwunch-mwunch, sho be shure to gib her extra shweet-shweets!" you say. Daddy smiles at you, but suddenly her face clouds over. "Yu? What'sh wrong dwaddy? Are you chupid?" "Little one, don't turn round." she says. "Look here, and Daddy will give you sweet-sweets." Your yell of "Shweet-shweets! Awish can weally chake it eazy!" almost drowns out the "Yunyaaa! Dwon'd ead Awish'sh Mishter Cushtard!" "This donut tastes like shit. Why couldn't you be a Chen? I love choccy donuts." "YUBYAAA! AWISH IDN'D MIZDER DONUT!" As you munch-munch on your sweet-sweets, you look up at Daddy, who seems to be crying. "Yu? Why ish Dwaddie shad?" you ask. Daddy shakes the tears out of her eyes. "Alice wishes… wishes that that little one could've taken it easy more..." "Yu? Why does Dwaddie shay fings Awish doesn't undastand?" "Never mind. Little ones, let's go home and take it easy with Mommy and little ones that look like Patchy."

Tufty and Princess yu in response. "Wook Dwaddie! Awish found a Mishter Shiny-Shiny!" Tufty has a shiny new quarter in her mouth. "Awish's shishtersh can chake it weawwy eajy!" You hop along home, yu-ing your easy song, deaf to the soft moan of "Dish… ish... shiddy liddle shish's... fault… Awish… wanded... eajy more..."