When I was little, maybe two or three, I got a teddy bear from my Nana Juanita. It was a favorite of mine. That bear was always in close distance. It was in my bed in highschool, I took it to college, off on travels, and eventually, I brought it here, to California.
Somehow, Leeloo has chosen this particular bear as her favorite. Every morning she wakes up and finds him. "Teddy, teddy!" she squeals as she cuddles him. Tonight was the first time that she's found him before bed.
The cuteness could kill.