‘Sun?’
‘Yes, Moon?’ Sun dribbled out the corner of his frown, watching drearily as a group of star children skipped along a cloud.
‘When was the last time you laughed?’
‘Umm…Oh, I can’t remember, Moon. Too long ago.’
‘Sun?’
‘Oh, what is it, Moon?’
‘Your face is covered in red crayon. It’s a picture of a hotdog running after a cat running after a dog.’
‘Well, that’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard. And completely untrue. I’m perfectly shiny, thank you very much.’
‘Well, yes, you are. But you still have red crayon all over your face. I should know. I put it there,’ Moon grinned and gave a most spectacular sparkle.
‘What do you mean, you put it there?’
‘Well, Sun, you remember last week, don’t you? When you said: ‘Moon, when was the last time you laughed? And I told you I couldn’t remember…?’
‘Moon! There’s a giant shadow on the Earth, now. Look! It’s a hot dog running after a cat running after a dog!’
The best friends drew closer in the sky and gazed upon the newly decorated Earth.
And then the laughter came.
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