Attacked by Plato

At about 3 this morning there was a commotion next to me and I woke up to see C full of sweat & blood holding The Republic triumphantly aloft. "I killed it!" In answer to my sceptical look: "He started it! He attacked me. I was sleeping, minding my own business, dreaming of streams, bunnies frolicing on green grass & sunshine. Out of the blue I was attacked by a ragged toothed Plato! I fought bravely, managed to overpower him & brkoe his neck!" Yes dear.