Tag: bpr

Cumulus: Oh, you know about that?

Snowbell: I may just be a well now, but I still watch over you. I know everything.

Cumulus: What do I do?

Snowbell: So I’ve heard that you’ve had some issues at home recently.

Cumulus: I just came back from visiting home. Everything was great! I love my adoptive family.

Snowbell: You know I’m not talking about them, Cumulus.

Cumulus: I thought you were in the well now.

Snowbell: Well yes, but I still have some magic stored to be in my human form. I don’t have a lot of time and I won’t be able to do this for a while after.

Cumulus: I can’t believe I forgot all of this.

Snowbell: Maybe it’s because I made you forget.

Cumulus: Shut up.

Snowbell: Love you too.

Cumulus: I remember, mom.

Cumulus: Oh my berry! You’re… you’re Snowbell, the Sky Maiden!

Snowbell: Oh please. Enough with the formalities. Just call me mom. You do remember me, yes?

Cumulus: This place is beautiful.

???: Hello Cumulus. You’ve grown so much since I last saw you.

Cumulus: Hello? I’ve come for answers. I’m –

Cumulus. We’ve missed you. Please come in.

Cumulus: This must be the tree. It’s the only one like it.

Marigold: That’s all that I know. If you want answers, though, I think that tree will give some.

Cumulus: Thank you so much, mother. I know what I need to do. I am so sorry to cut this trip short.

Marigold: Yes, self-discovery is more important than a weekend at your childhood home.

Cumulus: I said I’m sorry!

Marigold: I’m joking! At least stay the night, dear. Citron’s making your favorite pancakes tomorrow morning. He’d hate for you to miss them.

Cumulus: Of course I’ll stay for his pancakes! I love you mom. Thank you for telling me this.

Marigold: Of course, sweetie.