Mrs. Jumbo Comforts, Dumbo, Timothy, and the Crows

After a disastrous night with not getting any food, Mrs. Jumbo saw her son and his friends crying, feeling sorry for them.

"Why! What on earth!" Mrs. Jumbo gasped when she witnessed what was wrong, "Oh, you poor things! What has happened to you?" She walked toward her son, Timothy, and the crows and sat beside the seven friends.

Dumbo, Timothy, and the crows stopped crying and gasped, turning around to see that it was Mrs. Jumbo, looking at them, feeling concerned.

Mrs. Jumbo asked them in concern. "Are you all right, boys?"

"No!" Timothy sobbed, as he wept on his handkerchief, blowing his nose and drying his eyes. "We're starving to death."

"Really?" Mrs. Jumbo asked, looking surprised, "What happened?"

Timothy, Jim, and his brothers began telling her the whole story as Timothy spoke up, tearfully.

"It was an awful event," Timothy began. "We were going to Olive Garden for something to eat."

"That's right." Jim added.

Timothy continued, "But while we were looking at our menus, a spoiled, bratty 15-year-old boy was having a meltdown because he wanted a Lemon Cream Cake to go with his spaghetti and meatballs, breadsticks, and water. But his parents said no due to the Cochranes having a lot of store bought snacks."

Mrs. Jumbo gasped in astonishment. "Then what happened?"

Jim tearfully said to Mrs. Jumbo, feeling heartbroken like his brothers, Timothy, and Dumbo, "That stroppy teenager called his parents stinky, smelly, drooly, poopy, shorty, racist, hardly-any-teeth excuses of parents."

Then it was Specks' turn to tearfully confess what happened. He cried, "Not only that, he called the store bought snacks stupid and poopy and said that they were made from nothing but my disgusting snot from my ugly runny nose when I cry, just because I never blow my nose."

Mrs. Jumbo gasped and asked, "He called them stupid and poopy and said they were made from nothing but your snot from your runny nose? Well, that wasn't a nice thing for him to say about you, was it?"

"No." Specks sobbed, as he blew his beak into his handkerchief.

"Tell me more." Mrs. Jumbo said eagerly.

Fats tearfully said, "The boy's parents told him they weren't eating at Olive Garden tonight and that they were eating at home. The boy tried to protest, but his parents said the decision had been made."

"On top of that, he said it wasn't fair to him just because we got to eat at Olive Garden while his little brother and little sisters get to eat the food from that restaurant, that he wanted to be a better customer than any of us, and that it just wasn't fair," Dopey sniffled. "And then, he flipped off his parents!"

Now Mrs. Jumbo was even more shocked. "How awful of him!"

"I know!" Timothy sobbed.

Deacon tearfully began while drying his eyes on his handkerchief, "Having had enough of his bad behavior, the Cochrane parents had to cancel their order, place three orders to go for the boy's siblings, eat their own normal dinners at home, and make him eat a bowl of Lucky Charms cereal that he hates, along with a kids' juice, milk, and toast instead of eating out at Olive Garden."

"We had to get out of here as quickly as we could before anything else terrible happened." Fats wept.

"And now," Specks sniffled, taking off his glasses to rub his fist on his tearful right eye before placing them back over his eyes. "We have nothing to eat and are crying at West Palm Beach, Florida, at night. Despite that the lightning lighting up the sky is beautiful."

Mrs. Jumbo gasped, feeling sorry for them. “Oh, you poor, sweet things. I’m so sorry to hear that.” Then she smiled at Dumbo, Timothy, and the crows. “I know just the thing that will make you feel better: cheeseburgers, fries, sodas, and for tonight’s dessert, ice cream sundae.”

Timothy sniffled and dried his eyes with his handkerchief and blew his nose into it. “Thanks, Mrs. Jumbo. You’re the best!”

”Thank you.” Mrs. Jumbo smiled. “And I think you boys are the best, too.”

Jim smiled after drying his eyes with his handkerchief. “Thanks, ma’am.”

”You’re welcome.” Mrs. Jumbo smiled, as she went to get their food, drinks, and dessert from Burger King.

A few moments later, she returned with the cheeseburgers, fries, sodas, and ice cream sundae and placed them on the table.

”Alright, boys. Enjoy your food.” Mrs. Jumbo said warmly. And with that, Dumbo, Timothy, Jim, and his brothers ate their food and drank their drinks while eating their ice cream sundae.