Me: Since when did you become a dentist, Snuffle?

Snuffle: Since I became a doctor. And who drew that picture?

Me: Oh! Must have been Joshua, when he and I were kids.

Snuffle: Right. Anyway, you need your tooth fixed, don't you?

Me: No? *Rubbing my tooth*

Snuffle: Hold still.

Me: Please don't!

Snuffle: Hold. Still.

Me: No! I'm fine!

Snuffle: *straps me down in the dentist chair* You've forced me to do this. *Gets out sleeping gas and a drill*

Me: *struggles*

Snuffle: *puts me to sleep*

Me: *passes out*

Snuffle: *fixes my tooth* There.