"Where The Wild Things Are"

That very day in the Hatt's house, the messes and energy grew, and grew, and grew, and an ocean of legos tumbled by, with a private boat, "and he sailed off through night and day...to where the wild things are"
"and when he came to the place where the wild things are"


"they roared their terrible roars"
"and gnashed their terrible teeth"

"and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws"


Until they were tamed "with the magic trick of staring into their...eyes without blinking once"


"And now let the wild rumpus start!"





"Now stop!"

You see, the king of all wild things had become lonely,

and "wanted to be where someone loved him best of all",

and so, the king of wild things gave up being king, and with his brother "sailed back over a year...and into...his very own room where he found" Malia's drawings waiting for him

and they were still cute!