sun boy and moon girl

“I feel like I’m smoke.”

“Really? Why?”

“I dunno… Just my personality, I guess. It’s light and wispy and it has no shape.”

“But I don’t think smoke’s like that at all.”

“You don’t?”

“No. It’s strong and beautiful and free.”

“Oh. Well then maybe I feel like a Pokémon.”

“…Elaborate.”

“You know, a Poké–”

“I know what a Pokémon is. Which one?”

“Um. That purple one. Whatsisname…”

“Ditto?”

Thank you. Yeah, I feel like Ditto.”

“Why?”

“Because he’s not anything. He just imitates whatever he sees, and no one knows what he really is.”

“Hm.”

“What?”

“I actually always thought Ditto was really adorable.”

“Huh. Well… no, okay, I know what I feel like.”

“What do you feel like?”

“I feel like the moon. I can be beautiful, but if I didn’t have a sunny person like you lighting me up, nobody would even see me.”

“See, now you’re just completely mixed up.”

“I am?”

“If it wasn’t for the moon, the night would be black and empty. And the sun would get awfully lonely.”

“But the sun shines all by itself. It’s so beautiful I can’t even look at it without getting blinded.”

“Yeah, the sun’s all right. But the moon’s absolutely stunning. It’s feminine and mysterious, and there’s a whole side to it that no one ever sees.”

“Hm. What are you saying?”

“What I’m saying, Princess, is that you’re right.”

“…I’m right?”

“You’re smoke, and Ditto, and the moon. Because you’re strong and beautiful and free, and you’re completely adorable. You light up the darkness and you’re mysterious and you give people like me something to shine for.”

“Wow.”

“You are an idiot sometimes, though.”

“Hmph.”

“Hey. Wanna know something else about the moon?”

“…Yeah?”

“The sun will always be there to light it up.”

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