The bowl did not overflow. It did something worse. It just… sat there, full to the brim, perfectly still. The toilet paper had won. It had formed a complete, hydrophobic seal.
Leo sighed, grabbed a plunger, and muttered the question that had haunted humanity since the invention of indoor plumbing: Will toilet paper clog the toilet?
He looked at Mia. “New rule,” he said, breathless. “No clouds in the toilet. Ever.”
“Is the cloud going bye-bye?”
She nodded solemnly. “Can I have pizza now?”