Most would have thought there were only three in the room.

There were not.

There was a fourth. And he was small and pink and until a few minutes ago had been sleeping. But the noise and yelling woke him up.

And he woke up to see that someone was punching the guy who fed him. And then that blond guy came in and the punching stopped and then that other guy punched his friend again and finally it registered in his tiny little slowpoke brain to do something about it.

He opened his mouth and sang the song that ends the Earth and out came a strange blast of water in rings aimed at the guy who was about to punch Slowpoke's friend again.