Platypus and Wombat's Second Day

Draft 1

One winter morning Wombat was outside playing in the snow. He could feel snowflakes falling on his hands. Wombat shivered. His hands turned red so he went inside to put on his gloves. There he saw platypus. "Hi! May I have a cup of hot cocoa?" said Wombat.

"Sure!" said Platypus.

As they waddled towards the kitchen, Wombat saw steam coming out of the oven and smelled cinnamon apple-pie. Wombat wanted all the cinnamon apple-pie that was actually for Platypus.
They got into an argument because Platypus gave Wombat just a little bit.

Draft 2

One winter morning Wombat was outside playing in the snow. He could feel snowflakes falling on his hands. He was freezing. He saw grey clouds and snow falling down faster and faster.  His hands turned red so he jumped inside to put on his gloves. THUD! Wombat made a loud noise. There he spotted platypus sitting on a couch and napping. 

Platypus was startled and woke up. "Who is it?" he asked in a loud, squeaky voice.

"Hi! May I have a cup of hot cocoa?" shivered Wombat. 

"Sure!" said platypus and waddled towards the kitchen. Wombat saw steam coming out of the oven and smelled cinnamon apple-pie.

Platypus said, "May I give you a little bit?"

Wombat said, "No. I want all of it."

They got into an argument. Wombat was screaming. 

"Sorry, I can't give you any more," said Platypus, in a squeaky voice.