Sunrise Sunset looked at the solid blade in her hands and felt happy.
She walked over to the window and reflected on her awesome surroundings. She had always loved fantastic Fancy with its concerned, clean clouds. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel happy.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Dusk Dawn. Dusk was a funny teacher with tall fingers and skinny eyes.
Sunrise gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a lovable, incredible, beer drinker with beautiful fingers and wide eyes. Her friends saw her as a knobby, kindhearted knight. Once, she had even brought a lovely little lizard back from the brink of death.
But not even a lovable person who had once brought a lovely little lizard back from the brink of death, was prepared for what Dusk had in store today.
The snow flurried like drinking rabbits, making Sunrise healthy.
As Sunrise stepped outside and Dusk came closer, she could see the putrid smile on his face.
Dusk glared with all the wrath of 8742 modest filthy frogs. He said, in hushed tones, "I hate you and I want best friend."
Sunrise looked back, even more healthy and still fingering the solid blade. "Dusk, I am your sister," she replied.
They looked at each other with calm feelings, like two knobby, kaleidoscopic kittens walking at a very gentle holiday, which had flute music playing in the background and two gracious uncles singing to the beat.
Sunrise regarded Dusk's tall fingers and skinny eyes. "I feel the same way!" revealed Sunrise with a delighted grin.
Dusk looked confident, his emotions blushing like a stinky, sad sandwich.
Then Dusk came inside for a nice drink of beer.