Dub sighed a little puff of rain and drifted toward the high, wispy Cirrus clouds. They looked like delicate white feathers. “Hello! Want to play tag?”
He floated over to a group of big, white Cumulus clouds. “Hi! Can I hang out with you guys?” he asked, wiggling his purple edges. (Dub) 1 : We Can't Make Any Friends
Zip laughed, a sound like a bubbling brook. “Well, I think purple and orange look great together. Want to go make a sunset?” Dub sighed a little puff of rain and
Dub’s purple mist began to glow. “They told me I was too bright and too chunky!” wiggling his purple edges. Zip laughed