Carl walked into his home, carrying a rather heavy box while closing the door with his tail, he then made his way to the lounging room. There he saw his wife sitting at the loveseat, writing something with ink and quil on yellowed paper, he sighs and walks to the table she was writing on and sat the box on it, he then opened it revealing a revolving brass drum, it was a music box "Well, here it goes..." Carl said to himself, reaching behind the music box and winding the key, before taking a step back. Then small bells softly begin to play Beethoven's Symphony No. 9, Ode to Joy. Her favorite