“will you take me to that one planet again?” voice is gentle, slightly muffled by the colored pencil carefully held between teeth. gaze drifts back to the coloring book on the carpet, colored pencil carefully taken from their teeth as they use it to color a section of the page. “you know, the one that’s practically made of all the bright colors and stuff? w’as it called again?” brows furrow slightly, nose crinkling in thought. “there’s lots’a ice cream and stuff too. i just really want ice cream. the good kind.” @conquerstheuniverse












