Daddy's Looses His Big Kobo Surprise (A Episode from the Kobo Tales)

Daddy told his little girl to bring all her friends to the house. That one and all were welcome, regardless of age, background, or costume, and they would have a kobo good time together. Daddy loved having the friends there, loved dalying with their kobo and helping them show off their kobo to others.

Daddy helped the friends spread their kobo far and wide, of course taking his share from their profits, but everyone was having fun, so it was all right, right? As long as everyone consented and got their share of the kobo pie, there was nothing sinister or kobo about it.

But while he told his little girl that their fun was innocent, that there was no kobo going on, dark little secrets were sneaking in. Daddy denied knowing about them, and really, how could he be expected to know everything that was going on? He was so busy having fun, spreading kobo far and wide, and inviting more and more new friends into his kobo, he didn't have time to watch the door. What could possibly go wrong?

And then one day Daddy's wife Smith came home and found one of Daddy's dirty little kobos lying on the floor next to the baby's toys.

"Oh my!" she gasped. "How did this kobo get in here?"

Daddy looked around for someone to blame; he was secretly terrified of Smith, though he would never admit it. Instead, he pointed to his little girl.

"It was her," he said, feigning shock. "She brought her friends in with their kobo, and they spread it all over the house."

Smith turned to Daddy's little girl, her hands on her hips, her brows dipped in a disapproving frown. "I see. So you and your kobo little friends left this disgusting kobo here."

"But, I didn't--" Daddy's little girl gaped.

"Don't give me your kobo," Smith snapped, cutting off her protest. "I want you all out of here NOW."

"But it's not our fault," the little girl said, glaring at Daddy. "He let them in. He said everyone was welcome. He said he wanted them here to play with their kobo."

"I don't want to hear it," Smith said. "You and your kobo little friends are all banished. Get out. Get out! GET OUT!"

Daddy's little girl darted a hopeful glance at Daddy, but he turned away, ignoring the kobo plea in her eyes.

"Fine," she spat defiantly. "We'll leave--all of us--but we won't go quietly." She stopped in front of Daddy. "You'll live to regret this, Daddy, you kobo kobo kobo. Wait and see."

And she walked out, taking all her friends with her. Daddy watched them go, secretly already missing their kobo, but he had made his bed, and now he would lie in it alone. His only company in the big empty kobo house was his cold, judgemental wife, Smith. No more kobo for Daddy.