The Bean often hangs out with a baby mosquito. They’ve been together for a little while now. I’ve never seen Baby Mosquito, but the Bean often tells me when he’s around. He tags along when we’re playing cars. He comes with us to the park. His name is Nick Cooper, but he usually goes simply by “Baby Mosquito.” There are times when Baby Mosquito has baby mosquitoes. Sometimes the Bean will give these babies away to random friends he makes at the park. If he gives you a baby mosquito, that means he trusts you. Sometimes they will fly into his pants pocket and ride with us on the merry-go-round. Occasionally, they die. But the Bean doesn’t despair, because Baby Mosquito makes more baby mosquitoes. Baby Mosquito seems like a good friend.
Sprout hangs out with a baby mosquito as well. Hers arrived a brief time after the Bean’s. I think he might have given her one of his babies. Baby Mosquito rides in the palm of Sprout’s hand. On occasion, she will raise a cupped hand to me to show me Baby Mosquito nestled comfortably in her fist. He comes with us to the park and rides with us in the car. He doesn’t hang out with us as much as Nick Cooper, but often shows up soon after he does. Baby Mosquito seems like a good friend.
I hung out with a kid named Casper. We were together for a while. My parents never saw him, but I often told them when he was around. He came along when I rode my bike. He walked with me through the woods. I usually had conversations with Casper in the bathroom, though I couldn’t tell you why. I told Casper an awful lot about myself. He always listened. He liked the same stuff I did. He was a good friend.