“I don’t want it, I don’t like it and I’m not eating that!” declared Precious with as much venom as she could muster. Her chubby, clenched fists with strength and determination descended into the custard. Shocked and astounded mum with clamped, gritted teeth reeled. Before she could speak, Precious had stuck out her tongue as the oozing liquid dripped off her nose.
To her surprise, the custard tasted like nothing she had ever tasted before.
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