Creme and I were best friends. I don’t really know how it started. I wasn’t really the girl to be stuck up when it came to tradition, so maybe she wanted a break from the social pressure from her mom and well, all of Windenburg.
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Well, I knew both Wafer and Creme back in high school, when I was still living in Windenburg.
Cumulus: He’s always been like that. For as long as I’ve known him, at least. Just not so extreme.
Aurora: Do you know at all why?
Cumulus: I think I do. I just hope you have some time to listen.
Aurora: I have nothing better to do, Maman.
Cumulus: Alright, then.
Aurora: … why?
Cumulus: Why, what?
Aurora: Why is he so, mean?
Aurora: What happened after, I, um, got knocked out?
Cumulus: Citron picked you up and flew here with you. Creme called me.
Aurora: Citron’s here?
Cumulus: Just for a bit. He’s really worried, you know.
Cumulus: Come here, sweetie.
Aurora: Why did this have to happen to me?
Cumulus: Oh, sweetie.
Aurora: Maman?
Cumulus: Yes, dear?
Cumulus: You hit your head pretty hard, and you have some bruises on your neck from the- um, but you should heal quickly. No concussion or anything.
Cumulus: Dear, don’t get up too fast.
Aurora: What happened?
























