The Throne

"Sure, I can babysit my seven-year-old niece." 

"Thanks, Sis." Pedro grinned, "I'll pick her up by 9 p.m."

The evening was going well until Sarah needed to use the potty.

I took her to the bathroom. She stood there with a dazed look.  I beckoned her to sit on the potty; she squealed and placed her fingers on her parted lips, then moved back n forth. 

Perplexed, I left her alone and stood outside. Time ticked away. 

I peeped in to find that she was seated on the floor and playing peek-a-boo with her reflection on the gold-plated toilet. 

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  In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that glorifies a toilet.  Go where the prompt leads!fff

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Potty Training

Paula was running around her 15-month-old son while keeping a keen eye on his actions. Then suddenly, while playing, her toddler, paused, scratched his head as if confused.  Showed some discomfort, and bent his knees while popping out his buttocks, while giving out an annoyed sound. 

That noise was enough to alert her.

 She immediately picked him up and rushed towards the bathroom. Then pulled down his training pants and put him on the throne.

"Phew! Potty training is difficult and a laborious job" she murmured while singing him a lullaby to keep him stationed on the pot. 

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November 19, 2014 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes the toilet. 
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