The children chatted and told stories with Wilhelm's grandmother when Lena suddenly asked about Wilhelm's little brother, Nathaniel.
"Hey, Wilhelm, where's your little brother Nathaniel?" Lena asked with a smile.
"Oh, little Godzilla? He went to bed in his room at 1:00 p.m. and still hasn't gotten up," Wilhelm replied.
Göran was there listening and asked why Wilhelm called his brother that.
Wilhelm set his face into a mischievous grin. "Well, Nathaniel likes to think of himself as Godzilla, you know, roaring and spewing fire everywhere in the house, so I just started calling him Little Godzilla." Everyone was laughing now, then Grandma chimed in, "He definitely makes a roaring sound like he is going to eat everything in the house."
A few minutes later, Nathaniel stepped out of the room, still sleepy. Wilhelm was playing with his brother and said, "Ah, look, Godzilla is finally awake."
Nathaniel scrunched his face at his older brother for calling him such a name. "Please don't call me that, Willy. It isn't funny."
Wilhelm apologized fast and ruffled his brother's hair. "Sorry, sorry. I will not call you that anymore."
The group went on talking and having a great time, but Wilhelm was very careful not to use the nickname again and therefore give his little brother another opportunity for rudeness.