Young Stars Part 3
Older still did the constellations grow, as their worlds neared completion. They had just gotten back from visiting the Sun, whose council had approved their planets for placement within the galaxy. They were ecstatic.
Through the space they danced in joy, both individually and with each other. The first thing they did upon finishing their dance was to rush to their friend, the Constellation Ursa.
“Ursa, Ursa!” Cried out Scorpio, eagerly waking her friend from his nap among the comets. “They approved our stories!”
The little star-panda stretched his arms, shaking himself off and floating before the pair. He was smaller than they, though just as old. He smiled tiredly, an old wisdom in his eyes despite his youthful frame. “I’m glad!” He exclaimed with a yawn.
Draco smushed himself up against Scorpio, eyes glittering. “Ursa, have you seen our story drafts yet? You need to see them!!”
The little bear grinned at them. “Not the most recent ones, no. I’d love to see.”
And so the pair did, displaying their planets proudly and rattling off all the plans they had. Scorpio even lowered her barrier so the panda could see.
He gave them a grin. “What are you calling them?”
Draco hugged his world tight. “Mythcre!” He exclaimed.
Scorpio put her barrier back up and balanced the planet on her stinger. “Nyla.” She stated proudly.
Ursa nodded approvingly. “You two are going to create such wonderful stories, I just know it.”
They beamed at him.
“But...I feel like something’s missing from both of them.”
Scorpio’s eyes widened. “Like what? I’m pretty proud of how mine is right now, what could be missing?”
“Cooperation on a more major scale.” He explained. “I mean, you gave her some birds, and she gave you a cool moon, but aside from that? It seems like you guys are going to some silly lengths to avoid touching each other’s worlds.”
“W-well...” Draco laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his head.
The scorpion pursed her lips. “Ursa, my world has had a really long development period and I’d hate for something to derail my plans now.” She informed him, crossing her pincers stubbornly.
Draco pouted at her. “Hey, what’s that supposed to mean? You think I’d mess up your world?”
Scorpio was taken aback by her friend’s dejected tone. “H-hey, I don’t mean it to be mean! I think you’re really imaginative and free-spirited! B-but, all of the rules you make for your stories have, like, a million exceptions. It’s unstructured.”
The dragon turned up his nose. “Well none of your rules do! It’d boring if I tried to do it that way!”
Ursa stopped them before an argument could arise. “This is what I mean. You’re both limiting yourselves by rejecting the others’ way entirely. You need to find a way to incorporate each other’s ideologies.”
“B-but I like my stuff the way it is.” Mumbled Draco, pouting.
“Me too...” Scorpio added.
The bear put a paw to his chin. “Ok, how about this. Both of you look into each others worlds, and find one thing you’d change. Draco, find a rule of Scorpio’s you want to give an exception, and Scorpio, find a rule of Draco’s that you want to make exception-less. Then talk with each other about it and see if the terms are ones you can both agree to. Does that sound good to both of you?
The pair of constellations looked at one another and, with apprehension in their eyes, nodded to each other.
Ursa beamed proudly.
Draco snickered at his friend’s pride. “When’d you get so smart, Ursa?”
He chuckled. “Sitting alone in space for a long time gives you plenty to think about.”