Box of Lobsters! Or a musebox.

"Ah..." Tyr squeaked with a grimace, his knees knocking against Gremio's legs as he curled up on himself. Dad... He bet his Dad's company was pretty scared, too - Tyr was scared, and they always told him that he was brave... "Then what happened?" Tyr asked insistently. His eyes were glued on Gremio as he hung onto his every word. Even if he knew his Dad would defeat anything, he still had to know. This was pretty scary so far...