After the rain stopped, the three foxes came out of their hole to dry up with the help of the sun and look for some food. Father fox heard something and guided their two sons in the right way. They found a bird, all wet and defenseless. It was an easy prey.
He approached the bird and when he was near enough to kill him, he tried to open his mouth but it was impossible. It was stucked. He looked at his children and they looked like plastic statues, free enough to move but not to do anything else. He touched the one at his right and instead of hair he felt plastic. He looked at the one at his left and his face seemed strange, like drawn without details.
Something happened during the rain and now they were all different. He discovered that he felt no hunger, cold or thirsty.
He felt sad but he discovered that he also couldn't cry.