#moonmoody

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Oakley: How’re you doing back there?

Mark: Just great! I’m doing great!

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Is it cheating to have my unicorns help in the garden?

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Moon: I thought I would never see you again, my love.

Spike: We’re together now. 

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Spike: ...is that you?

Moon: I...so, you’re going by Spike now?

Spike: It pleases the boy...and I sort of like it.

Moon: I sort of like it too. He has christened me ‘Moon’. 

Spike: Moon...it suits you.

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Happy Birthday, Bolt!

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 They’re so majestic!

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Oakley: My name is Oakley, what may I call you?

Unicorn: We do not have names. Not in your tongue. 

Oakley: Would you allow me to name you? I have a unicorn in my home, and we trust each other completely. I know you can tell if I’m lying, so I hope you can see that I have only good intentions. 

Unicorn: What would you call me?

Oakley: How about Moon? 

Unicorn: Moon…yes. I like that. You say you have a unicorn in your care?

Oakley: Yes, his name is Spike. Or…I should say my name for him is Spike. I think he is lonely, and pining for someone…maybe.

Moon: I have lost someone too…maybe we…maybe there is hope.

Oakley: Maybe you are looking for each other.

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Sweet creatures.