The Pamcake War

The Pamcake War began in the kingdom, wiff two brothers and one golden-brown treasure. Baxter grabbed hold first. Fish, tiny and determined, stretched his paw to claim his share. Both wanted the same fing, and for a moment, it looked like neither would let go.

Two sides tugging at the same pamcake, both certain it belongs to them. There’s tension, scrambling paws, and voices raised—but underneaff it all, they’re still brothers. They still live in the same home, curled up in the same blankets at night.

The turning point in this little battle isn’t who wins, but when they remember something bigger than the pamcake itself: each other. Because a pamcake split between brothers is sweeter than a pamcake won in war.

If we can take a lesson from Baxter and Fish, it’s this: love and belonging don’t come from holding tighter, but from letting go enuff to share. Our dibide may feel sharp, but like a pamcake, it can be softened—wiff patience, kindness, lub and the reminder that we’re all at the same table.