Today was that time of the week bathtime. Brahms hated hygiene as he never had done it so you only made him do it once a week

"Brahms! Bathtime-"

You said walking into the room with Brahms playing on the floor with the doll.

"NO-.."

Brahms exclaimed before going back in the hole I'm the hole in the wall as he left the doll version of his younger self on the floor.