There Are Some Borrowed Things That You Just Don't Want Back

I had a plate of mini bagels that I was eating for breakfast. I also had a piece of gum that I had taken out of my mouth and stuck to my plate. (Yeah it's gross, whatever.) Clayton walked up and stuck his gum onto my plate.

"Das Mom's! Das Mine!" He says as he picks up each piece of gum in turn. Then he takes my piece of gum for a test ride, all the while stealing one of my mini bagels. Then he puts my gum back on my plate and takes his own gum back saying "Das mine." He does this several more times, and walks off with my gum in his mouth.

After I was done with my breakfast he hands me my gum which is now covered in bagel crumbs and has a few dog hairs stuck to it. "Das Mom's." he insists as I take it back with a hesitant

"Thank you?"

Then he gets all offended because I won't chew it. "Das Mom's uum!" he's getting more insistent. I smile at him, sneak off and throw it in the trash.

A minute later he sees me not chewing gum and he looks offended, putting his hands up and shrugs asking "uuuummmm?"

I half expected him to dig it out of the trash and bring it to me. Luckily, he didn't.