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One
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Sometimes, when there was nothing else to do,
Johnson, Diesel and Macduff played hide and seek.
Michael's bedroom was an excellent place for hide and seek
because it was so messy.
Diesel will never find me here.
This is the best hiding place in the whole room.
Diesel will never find me this time.
Coming ready or not, now, I wonder where they could be.
Aha!
I know you're both somewhere.
Are you behind here?
Aha!
Don't worry, I'll find you.
Oh.
You must be here.
No, here!
I knew that!
Grrr!
Eh?
At least I thought I did.
Quickly, Tom.
Hide!
Oh!
Diesel was starting to get angry.
Suddenly...
Eh?
What's that?
Grrr!
I've never seen anything like that before.
There, in the middle of Michael's bedroom,
was something new.
I think I'd better tell Johnson.
I'm not going to tell him.
I'm going to tell you.
I think I'd better tell Johnson.
Grrr!
Johnson!
I've got something to show you.
You're just trying to trick us because you can't find us.
Aha!
No, I'm not.
Macduff!
I'm not coming out.
Ha!
Oh.
But it's important!
I'm not going to be the first.
Oh!
That's not fair.
I've got something to show you.
Ha-ha!
Now I've got you.
You must be behind.
Oh.
Oh!
All right.
I give up.
Promise?
I promise.
We won!
Yay!
We won!
Yay!
That's not important, Macduff.
I've got something more important to show you.
It is important.
You lost.
All right, Macduff.
You asked for it.
I'm going to squash you flat.
Johnson, help!
Diesel's going to run right over me.
No-one's going to run over anybody.
What do you want to show us, Diesel?
We haven't had anything new in the bedroom for ages.
It's the funniest thing.
I've never seen anything like it.
Come on.
Come on, Macduff.
Look.
Oh.
Wow.
What is it?
I think it's a present.
What's a present?
Well, if you like somebody a lot,
sometimes you give them a present.
Like what?
You were a present once.
You were a present to Michael.
What about me?
Was I a present too?
You were a present.
But I don't look like that.
Oh, that's just the wrapping paper.
The present's inside it.
Hey, maybe this present's for me.
It could be for me.
Or me.
Hey.
The present was addressed to Michael.
But since the toys couldn't read,
that was no help to them.
Diesel. See? It is for me.
But you can't read.
Neither can you.
It could be for me.
I want to know what's inside.
I suppose we'll have to wait until Michael opens it.
Agreed?
Agreed.
Okay.
The toys agreed.
But they didn't quite trust each other.
They snuck off in various directions.
All afternoon, Johnson continued to think about the present.
Perhaps it is for me.
No.
I'll just have a little peek.
Yes, a little peek can't hurt.
Unfortunately for Johnson, Macduff had exactly the same idea.
Aha, there it is.
Macduff!
Johnson! What are you doing here?
I might ask you the same question.
You were going to have a peek at the present, weren't you?
So were you.
Well, just a little peek.
Then we'll have a little peek together, but we'll keep it a secret from Diesel.
Otherwise he'll want it all for himself.
Okay.
Come on, quiet now.
It's big, isn't it?
So, you were going to keep the present all for yourselves.
Well, so were you.
Anyway, we were only going to have a little peek.
I'm going to have a big peek.
Quick, after him, Macduff. Don't let him get away with the present.
It might be a garage. I'd like a really good garage.
It might be a drum. I'd like a really good drum.
Or it might be a book. I'd like a really good book.
It's mine.
Come back.
No.
Come out.
Oh.
Uh-oh.
We've broken Michael's present.
What will Michael do?
We'll have to wrap it again so Michael doesn't find out.
Oh, dear.
Pull it tight, Diesel.
I am pulling it tight.
And hold it down, Macduff.
I'm holding it down.
Okay. Okay. I've got it.
The boys wrapped the present as well as they could.
It took them a long time because they'd never wrapped a present before.
There. Looks all right.
But it's still broken.
Now Michael will have to throw it away.
They crept away despondently because they knew they'd been naughty.
The next morning there was a new sound in the bedroom.
I can't find Michael's present anywhere.
It was broken.
Michael did throw it away.
What's that racket?
I can't hear myself think.
Michael's present.
We didn't break it after all.
Oh, I wish I could make music like that.
That's a present?
Just my luck.
Why doesn't Michael get a good present?
One that I like, like a garage.
What a racket.
While Johnson and Macduff enjoyed the music,
Diesel spent the rest of the day sulking,
as only toy trucks can.
We'll be right back.