Or...
Mama lion walked into the living room after hearing various gutteral utterances and quasi-cries to find one cub dragging the other cub around the room by his shirt. Which might be funny if said cub was laughing, but he wasn't. So she ate him. Or thought about it really hard. And then she counted to ten, took a deep breath, removed the cubs, and gave them a bath.
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