Sour Sweet used a towel to dry her wet hair, then hung it on a rack behind her. She wiped off the steamed up mirror with her hand and stared at herself. Her freckles seemed more noticeable than ever as she poked at them.

"Stupid things," she mumbled.

Sour then slid into a pair of gray shorts and pulled a black shirt over her head. She opened the bathroom door and walked down the hallway, dragging her finger along the long wall as many more old memories danced around her mind. Before long, she reached the front room, where she spotted Moondancer sitting on a couch, mindlessly flipping through TV channels and nibbling on chips.

"Oh, hey. My clothes still fit you," Moondancer said as she looked Sour over.

"A little loose but they're fine." Sour stuck her tongue out and joined Moondancer on the couch. "Thanks."

Moondancer narrowed her eyes, then dropped her half eaten chip onto the coffee table in front of her and rolled up the bag. "Sure thing."

Sour Sweet snatched the bag from the table and helped herself to the snack. "So now what? You're stuck with me until Lemon comes back in... who knows how long."

Moondancer shrugged. "I don't know. I'm tried of talking about why we hated each other. Seeing you casually walking around here in my clothes makes me feel like nothing ever went wrong between us."

"I know what you mean. It's weird, right? I didn't think I'd ever be here again, much less in your clothing." Sour lowered her eyes. "I keep thinking that I'm gonna snap back into reality at any moment."

Moondancer curled up onto the couch and shook her head. "What are you going to tell Sugarcoat?"

"About us?" Sour asked.

"Yeah, what else?" Moondancer leaned up.

Sour frowned. "I'm not sure yet. This little piece of information isn't going to sit well with her at all."

Moondancer laughed and nodded. "I don't envy you one bit right now. But you can't keep me a secret for long or it'll end up being ten times worse when you finally do tell her."

Sour scooted back on the couch and hugged her knees. "She's probably going to dump me. Then you can swoop in and have her..."

"No way." Moondancer crossed her arms. "Even if she does dump you, which is highly unlikely, I don't have any feelings for her at all."

Sour pressed her forehead against her knees and remained silent.

Moondancer sighed. "Seriously, Sour, she probably won't dump you. Sugarcoat isn't one to act without thinking. I'm willing to bet that she'll just be snippy with you for a little bit while she contemplates all the information you provide, then she'll forgive you for not consulting her before making this decision."

"Do you really think that?" Sour muttered.

"I guess. I can't really say for sure, but as far as I know, you're the only reason Sugarcoat and I don't get along." Moondancer closed her eyes and shrugged with a half smile.

"That's... true. And it makes me feel even worse." Sour groaned, then gave a quick nod. "You're probably right. As long as I don't keep this a secret, I think she'll be alright with it."

Moondancer returned her nod, then put on a coy smirk. "Speaking of secrets, can I ask again what you and Lemon are keeping secret from her?"

Sour lifted her head and raised an eyebrow. "Are you just trying to be nosy?"

"My curiosity is piqued, I'll give you that." Moondancer laughed under her breath. "I'm guessing that you and Lemon had an affair, but I'd be happy to be wrong."

Sour's cheeks turned red. "How did you know?"

Moondancer placed her hand on her chin. "I didn't know for sure, but I do now. It makes sense, honestly--Roommates, close friends, you're struggling with intimacy issues--Pretty obvious if you ask me, and I wouldn't be surprised if Sugarcoat already knows."

Sour's thoughts ran a mile a minute as her heart raced. "Is it really that obvious? You think Sugarcoat knows?"

"I can't really say for sure, Sour. I'm pretty far outside of your relationship with her. Maybe you've forgotten." Moondancer teasingly rolled her eyes. "But look how easily I managed to figure it out regardless.

Sour quivered as the she considered her girlfriend's potential reactions. "Yeah, right. That's not something I'm ready to confess, but I guess it'll have come out eventually."

"Guess so." Moondancer cleared her throat, then pushed up her glasses. "So... what happened between you and Lemon?"

Sour narrowed her eyes. "Nothing. I just was feeling down and she comforted me. I stopped thinking clearly and messed up."

Moondancer closed her eyes and nodded. "Okay, I can see that happening. That seems pretty understandable, especially considering how emotional you can be."

Sour narrowed her eyes and frowned. "Uhm, okay."

"Since you're being so honest with me, I suppose I'll share something somewhat relevant with you," Moondancer said, taking a deep breath. "You can say that the same thing happened to me. I was devastated when Twilight left, then Minuette started to comfort me. I didn't really know her all that well, but she was so caring and warm. I lost my virginity to her that night, so I can see how you might have ended up having sex with Lemon."

Sour rapidly shook her head and held up her hands. "Wait a minute. I didn't have sex with Lemon. We just made out for a little bit."

Moondancer scratched her head and grinned, her cheeks turning read. "Oh... well that isn't so bad. It's not great, obviously, but it'll be a much easier pill to swallow when she finds out."

Sour huffed and sank into the couch cushions. "I hope so."

"Well this is a little embarrassing." Moondancer blushed and looked away.

"So you really did have a relationship with someone, huh?" Sour leaned forward and grinned, happy to change the subject.

Moondancer nodded. "Yes. It only lasted a few months, though. Turns out I'm too clingy."

"You and me both, sister." Sour laughed. "I wish more girls were so clingy."

"I don't know how I feel about it. I can see what it's like from both sides, and it's really hard to say for sure what should or shouldn't be okay." Moondancer chuckled. "I apologize. I realize that's a little vague."

"No it's fine. I understand," Sour said with a sigh. "I suppose I should feel lucky that Sugarcoat tolerates me as well as she does."

"You said you're miserable and depressed with her?" Moondancer asked. "Somehow I still don't believe that. It seems obvious now that you really care about her."

"Of course I care about her!" Sour shouted. "I love her."

Moondancer looked away and squeezed the bottom of her shirt. "I see that."

"I know what I said earlier, and maybe that isn't exactly right." Sour covered her face to hide her shame. "Some days I feel miserable and other days I feel like the luckiest girl in the world. It all depends on how Sugarcoat feels like treating me that day."

Moondancer tilted her head and crossed her arms over her knee. "What do you mean?"

Sour looked up as she thought. "Well, if Sugarcoat wants me to spend the evening in her room, then I'm in heaven. If she wants to study or just be alone, then I'm crushed. I end up getting shut out more often than not lately, so I'm feeling particularly depressed these days. I wish I could be there with her every single night, but I haven't spent the night with her in months."

"You know you're not allowed to be in her room after hours, right?" Moondancer asked. "You're lucky she lets you in at all, especially considering how closely she follows the school rules."

"I'm aware," Sour grumbled. "I don't care, though. I need to be with her and I'm willing to risk anything."

"Have you actually told her how you feel?" she asked.

Sour nodded. "Yeah, many times in many different ways. Like I said, she doesn't respond well."

Moondancer frowned. "Can you be a little more specific?"

"She tells me I'm being silly, and that relatively speaking we spend a lot of time together," Sour explained. "It hurts knowing that my feelings are so one sided, you know what I mean?"

Moondancer nodded. "Yes, I do. It's clear that your feelings aren't one sided, though. Despite what you feel, Sugarcoat feels like she's giving you enough attention. Though I'm not sure how you can further express your needs to her."

"I don't know. It feels impossible to reach her on a deeper level. Our relationship has plateaued." Sour gritted her teeth and looked down. "And if she moves overseas without me... I just..."

Moondancer leaned over and placed her hand on Sour's shoulder. "Don't think that far ahead. We'll take this all one step at a time."

Sour looked up into Moondancer's eyes and nodded. "Right. You're being really nice right now. What gives?"

Moondancer leaned back and shook her head. "Not sure, really. I swear it has to be those freckles."

Sour covered her face and blushed. "Seriously?"

Moondancer laughed. "Maybe."

"Why?"

"You just look like the Sour I used to know," Moondancer explained. "This whole experience with you is bringing back those old feelings. Wasn't I always really nice to you before?"

Sour nodded. "Yeah, I guess so. Seeing those bangs in your face reminds me of the old you, too. But what do you mean by old feelings?"

Moondancer quickly shook her head. "Not like that. I just mean that I'm reliving the summer days when you practically lived here. You were always here much more often than Sugarcoat."

"You were my twin sister, remember?" Sour asked, giggling. "My mom was happy to have me out of the house. Sugarcoat always wanted to be here with us but her parents weren't so lenient."

"Right, Sugarcoat always left before dinner." Moondancer adjusted her glasses and smiled. "And you always stayed the night."

"That first summer after we stopped talking was so hard. I never would have admitted it, but I thought about you every night and missed you so much." Sour reached down and grabbed her friend's hands. "This is really starting to hit me hard."

"I know what you mean. I was so close to calling you so many times that summer." Moondancer shook her head with a mirthful smirk. "Why did we have to mess up our friendship like that?"

"It's just another regret I have to live with." Sour squeezed her hands and looked up. "I'm really sorry."

"Me too." Moondancer smiled. "All we have to regret now is not making up sooner."

"I'm definitely ready to tell Sugarcoat about you tomorrow night when she gets back," Sour Declared with a stern nod.

Moondancer raised her eyebrows. "Sounds good. Should I be there with you?"

"Maybe," Sour said. "I bet Sugarcoat feels exactly the same way we did. Once she starts talking to you then she'll realize how much she missed you too."

Moondancer nodded. "Hopefully."

Sour's eyes remained fixed on her knees as she considered the days to follow. "Why did you agree to have a party?"

"Huh?" Moondancer brushed the still damp bangs from her face. "Grandpa is away, so why not?"

"It just seems so unlike you," Sour said. "You're not exactly the most extroverted person I've met."

"Neither are you, and you still came." Moondancer smirked.

Sour resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "Okay, but the only reason I came is because Lemon talked me into it."

"Look, I just wanted to see Vinyl's DJ car. I didn't know she was going to invite a bunch of people over from CHS," Moondancer explained. "What was I supposed to do? Turn them all away and be a total loser about it?"

Sour laughed and nodded. "Well, yeah."

Moondancer sighed, her eyes lowered. "No. It was nice to..." she trailed off, groaning. "It was nice to not be alone for once."

Sour slumped back in her seat, suddenly feeling guilty. "Right, sorry."

"It's quite alright." Moondancer stood up and brushed herself off. "I'm a little worried about grandpa's stash of booze disappearing though."

Sour giggled. "Oops."

"Yes, oops is right." Moondancer shrugged. "But what can I do now? Worrying about it is pointless."

"Where is he anyway?" Sour asked as she stood up and followed her friend into the kitchen.

Moondancer pointed at a calendar behind her. "He's trucking a batch of wheat to a granary somewhere. He'll be back in a few days."

"I should have guessed." Sour stepped up to the sliding glass door leading to the backyard.

"Mhmm." Moondancer joined her after stacking some dishes into the sink. "Wanna see something cool?"

Sour tilted her head.

"Come on." Moondancer pulled the door open and stepped outside onto the patio.

Sour shut the door behind herself and watched her friend roll a large tarp-covered object from between the house and shed. "No way! You still have the trampoline?"

"Not quite." Moondancer pulled the tarp off and revealed the large black surface.

"Wow it's a new one. It's even bigger!" Sour beamed and ran down the steps to assist her.

Moondancer nodded with a hand on her hip. "Yes it is. We bought a new one about a year after..."

Sour placed her hand on Moondancer shoulder.

"Yeah, grandpa thought we needed a bigger one for when my cousins visit. They don't come around very often these days." Moondancer headed back to the shed and dragged out the remaining pieces. "Wanna help me set it up?"

"You know I do." Sour excitedly balanced the trampoline on its side as Moondancer attached the legs, a bolt clipping them into place.

"That should do it," Moondancer said, stepping aside and helping her friend gently lower it to the ground.

Sour climbed on without hesitation. "I bet I can still do a front-flip!"

Moondancer covered her mouth and giggled. "I can't remember the last time I saw you look so... giddy."

"Shut up and get on!" Sour stuck her tongue out as she bounced, gaining height.

"Stop jumping and I will!" Moondancer sat her glasses on the patio's handrail.

Sour plopped down onto her rear and crossed her legs as she watched her friend climb on.

Moondancer wobbled to her feet, then stumbled forward. Sour grabbed her hands, helping her find her balance. The two then started jumping together.

"Ready for my awesome flips?" Sour asked as she gained more height.

Moondancer backed away towards the edge of trampoline and nodded. "Just don't hurt yourself."

Sour scoffed and touched her chest. "Do you realize who you're talking to? Just watch and take notes."

Moondancer rolled her eyes with a soft smile.

Sour jumped higher and higher, her long ponytail flying behind her. She held her arms out in front of herself and dove forward, tucking her legs in as she flipped around. She then landed flat on her back, seamlessly bouncing right back onto her feet with a cocky smirk.

"You didn't exactly stick the landing." Moondancer laughed. "Good first try, though."

"Oh come on. Let's see you do better." Sour stuck her tongue out as she bounced.

"No thank you. I'm not in the mood to break my neck tonight." Moondancer reached back out to take Sour's hand.

Sour took her hand and smiled as they jumped in unison. "It's really nice out today."

Moondancer looked past her, over the old wooden fence and rolling hills. The sun headed towards the horizon as distant clouds threatened to overtake it. She took in a deep breath, savoring the cool late-afternoon air. "It really is."

As Sour held Moondancer's hands and bounced, the familiar sights overwhelmed her. She watched her friend jumping, her long bangs bouncing in her face. "This feels just like when we were kids."

Moondancer stopped jumping and tilted her head. "You're right. This is almost like déjà vu or something."

Sour sat down and pulled her friend next to her, then fell onto her back and stared at the sky, Moondancer at her side. "Isn't it sad how something so special and important to you can just disappear from your memories?"

Moondancer glanced over to Sour, who's eyes glistened as she gazed upwards. "It's sad until you consider the fact that in an instant it can all come rushing back."

"We were laying right here, just like this, when I saw my first shooting star." Sour pointed up towards the blue sky. "I made a wish. So did you."

"It was a bright one..." Moondancer placed her hand on her forehead. "We were so convinced that our wish would come true if we kept it secret... That was one of last times you ever stayed the night with me."

Sour nodded. "That's right."

"So what did you wish for?" Moondancer asked.

Sour swallowed a lump in her throat. "It's stupid."

"Tell me."

Sour closed her eyes and sighed. "I wished that Sugarcoat was with us."

"That's not stupid." Moondancer reached over and squeezed Sour's hand. "It seems you cared about her much more than I realized, even then."

"So what did you wish for?" Sour asked.

Moondancer shook her head. "I can't tell you. There's still a chance my wish might come true."

"What?!" Sour sat upright. "Come on, you can't ask me to tell you, then not tell me."

"Yes I can. I just did." Moondancer stuck her tongue out, then quickly rolled off of the trampoline.

"Where do you think you're going?!" Sour shouted as she chased after her.

"I'll never tell!" Moondancer ran indoors and disappeared around the corner, Sour hot on her trail.

★★★

Sugarcoat paced back and forth in her bedroom, biting her lip with her arms tightly crossed. The sheer white curtains allowed the gentle orange glow of the afternoon sun to flood her room. She grimaced, then whipped out her cellphone.

After scrolling through her list of contacts, she placed a call. She waited for an answer with her fingers on her forehead.

"Hello?" a voice finally answered.

"Sunny Flare. Hello." Sugarcoat steeled herself and plopped down on her bed. "I wanted to ask you something."

"You wanted to ask me something? Okay."

"I feel that I can trust you to offer honest advice, even if you realize that it might not be what I'm hoping to hear," Sugarcoat explained.

"..."

"Are you okay with this?" Sugarcoat asked.

"Well, yeah. I'm just a little surprised."

"Good. You're willing to help then." Sugarcoat loosed a sigh of relief.

"Of course. You're my friend, after all. I'd be glad to help if I can."

"Then I'll explain the situation as thoroughly as I can with brevity in mind," Sugarcoat said, then took a deep breath. "As you know, I've been dating Sour Sweet for several years, and that fact has been kept secret from my parents, who forbid me from dating and wish for me only to focus on my studies. I've decided that I want to tell them about Sour, but... I can't."

"..."

"I believe there's a change that they'll behave drastically, such as removing me from the dormitory, or worse," Sugarcoat said, her voice unusually soft. "That thought leaves me terribly conflicted. What do you suggest I do?"

"Oh my. Such a dramatically romantic quandary! Two star-crossed lovers battling against the resistance of parents who cannon grasp the depth and sincerity of their love~"

Sugarcoat smacked her forehead and grumbled. "This isn't one of your screenplays. I'm being serious."

"Tell them."

Sugarcoat widened her eyes. "Are you certain that would be the best course of action? Perhaps it'd be best to wait."

"I mean, what's the worst that could happen? You're graduating next year anyway, and knowing Sour there's no way to keep you two apart against her will."

Sugarcoat broke a smile. "I suppose that's true."

"Sounds like you and Sour are taking things to the next level then, huh?"

"I think I'd like to." Sugarcoat nodded. "She's been wonderful to me. As well as very patient and understanding with me. I've been rather invested in my studies of late, and I know it's been hard on her."

"Aw, jealous! I wish I could find someone like that. Well, if you're sure you wanna take your relationship with her further, then you need to tell your parents eventually. Better sooner than later, I'd say."

A sense of pride bubbled up in Sugarcoat's chest. "Thank you, Sunny. That will be all."

"Uhm, okay. See ya around then. Oh, and Sugarcoat..."

"Yes?"

"Feel free to call me anytime you'd you like. I don't mind."

"I will. Goodbye." Sugarcoat ended the call and dropped her phone onto the bed. She squeezed the end of her skirt and nodded. "They'll understand. If not, I'll make them."

★★★

Sour and Moondancer found themselves sharing a patio swing on the front porch.

"You're going to tell me that wish of yours now," Sour stated as she kicked her feet to and fro.

"Alright fine." Moondancer laughed. "I was just messing with you, you know."

Sour tilted her head and stopped kicking. "Do you want to make me mad at you or something?"

Moondancer poked her chest. "You're too easy, Sour. I just wished that you would never leave."

Sour flinched and lowered her eyes. "Oh..."

"Dumb, I know. Talk about a wish completely failing to come true, right?" Moondancer huffed. "Doesn't matter anymore."

Sour nodded with a twisted frown. "Your wish should have come true."

Moondancer stood up and put her hands on her hips. "Want to go do something? I'm getting tired of all these damn memories bringing mood down."

Sour widened her eyes. "Yeah me too. What do you wanna do?"

"We can nerd out together in the planetarium." Moondancer grinned.

Sour shook her head. "I think it's closed on the weekends."

Moondancer pulled a key ring from her pocket, then held up a shiny blue key. "Which is perfect. We'll have the whole place to ourselves."

"Let's do it." Sour stood up and followed Moondancer inside, where she slipped her shoes on and grabbed her phone off of the charger.

The two then headed back outside and Moondancer locked up the house. "Have you been there before?"

Sour shook her head as she climbed into the passenger side of a beat up old pickup truck. "Not yet. My family was going to go when it first opened, but the planetarium wasn't showing anything yet. Guess we just forgot about it."

"Right, they had some technical issues that took a couple weeks to sort out." Moondancer started the tuck and pulled out of the driveway. "You're going to love it."

"You think so?" Sour asked, her arm hanging out of the window. "I'm surprised this old thing still runs."

"Me too." Moondancer chuckled. "Remember when my grandpa would let us ride in the back and--"

"Yes, Moondancer, I remember... Let's try to stop reminiscing before we both turn into sobbing wrecks. This is why we left the house in the first place," Sour said as she grabbed her friend's hand.

Moondancer blushed and nervously laughed. "Right. Agreed."

"Okay, okay. Just this one! I remember Sugarcoat trying to read and she got motion sickness, and then she totally barfed over the edge!" Sour broke into a fit of laughed.

"It was so gross! It was all over the side, and her glasses fell off." Moondancer wiped a tear as she laughed. "It took us like an hour to find her glasses after that."

"I don't understand how your grandpa was always so calm with us. We were terrible," Sour said, still giggling.

"He loves having the kids around. I can't stand my annoying little cousins, but he's thrilled anytime they stop by," Moondancer replied. "But we were especially adorable so he let us get away more mischief than most."

Sour chuckled under her breath as she stared out through the open window. The farmland was suddenly replaced by coniferous hills.

A short time later, Sour noticed they were headed up a particularly steep, winding road. "Wow, you don't live far from the observatory."

"Not really. I also don't mind the drive." Moondancer pulled up to a small parking lot located behind the large building.

"I guess I just thought it'd take us longer to get here." Sour stepped out of the truck and looked down the hill, admiring the city's skyline in the distance.

"You thought wrong. Now follow me." Moondancer nodded towards the back door, then unlocked it.

Sour followed her inside. It was dark and quiet, their footsteps loudly echoing through the long, empty halls. "This is kinda scary."

"Don't be silly." Moondancer grabbed Sour's hand and led her down the hall, then pushed open another door.

Sour squinted as she attempted to make sense of the shapes in the big dark room, then shielded her eyes as a row of lights along the floor blinded her. As her eyes adjusted, she spotted Moondancer standing by a switch.

"Take a seat," Moondancer said, gesturing towards the front row. "I'm going to give you a sneak peek at the newest show, not yet available to the public."

"Ooh, aren't I special?" Sour winked as she reclined in the comfortable chair, staring at the massive dome-shaped ceiling.

Moondancer took a seat next to her and watched the projector in the middle of the room light up. The lights on the floor dimmed and the ceiling came to life as millions of stars lit the room.

"Wow, pretty," Sour whispered.

"Isn't it though?" Moondancer squeezed the armrest on her chair as she watched the magnificent display take them on a trip through the stars. "Hey look, it's my favorite star!"

Sour raised an eyebrow. "Which one?"

"That one!" Moondancer pointed. "It's Intercrus, the best star in the Ursa Major constellation."

"Why do you say that?" Sour asked, touching her lip.

"Intercrus means between the legs," Moondancer said, then giggled uncontrollably.

Sour narrowed her eyes, then huffed. "Okay, that's hilarious. I'll give you that. But do you know what's even better about that name?"

"What?" Moondancer asked.

"It sounds like intercourse," Sour said between her snickering.

Moondancer rapidly nodded as she laughed. "It does! What a perfect star..."

"So is this why you're interning here?" Sour asked. "So you can giggle at star names?"

Moondancer shook her head. "No, that's just a bonus. My mentor, Sunburst, is a reputable astrophysicist. I wish to follow in his footsteps and learn everything I can from him."

"Interesting." Sour turned back towards the projection. "How's that going?"

"As well as it can, I suppose. He's a bit of a recluse and all of his peers were very shocked when they found out he accepted an apprentice," Moondancer explained. "Unfortunately, as the youngest intern at the observatory, I'm tasked with the menial work no one else wants to do, and I can't say much about it."

"Menial work like what?" Sour asked.

"I'm in charge of getting here at five in the morning everyday to start brewing coffee, for starters. Just a bunch of things like that. I can't really complain too much." Moondancer sighed. "I'm exceptionally lucky to have this opportunity."

Sour nodded. "Sounds fun. At least you get to mix it up and have something other than just school stuff to worry about."

"I agree. Sometimes I wish I could just live here. I don't mind helping everyone out with the things they need, but most of all, I'm excited to stay ahead of the curve when it comes to learning about the universe." Moondancer sighed. "I love it here."

Sour rested her head on Moondancer's shoulder. "I'm glad you're happy. I know you're going to do great things."

"I certainly hope so. Maybe someday my research will make it into one of these educational videos and you'll see my name on the credits." Moondancer chuckled as she watched the list of credited names float across the dome.

"Oh, definitely. They'll rename this whole place after you for sure!" Sour stood up and pulled her friend to her feet. "What else is there to see around here?"

Moondancer fixed her glasses and shrugged. "Let's see... there are more planetarium videos to watch, there's also the Astronomy Museum, where we can see cool things like pieces of failed satellites, space shuttles, and meteorites. Unfortunately I'm not able to get into the observatory."

"Let's go check out those space parts." Sour winked took Moondancer's hand, who cheerfully led her down the hall.

"Guess which orbiting satellite is my favorite," Moondancer said with a devious grin.

"Which one?" Sour asked.

"DP-69."

"Come on!" Sour covered her mouth as she laughed. "Is that really its name?"

"Yup!" Moondancer leaned against the large window overlooking the distant city, the orange sky silhouetting her. "I refuse the believe the person naming it didn't realize what they were doing."

"Yeah, no way." Sour caught her breath. "I didn't realize you had such a dirty sense of humor."

Moondancer closed her eyes and shrugged. "What can I say?"

"It's great. I haven't been able to just unwind and laugh with someone like this in a long time," Sour said, taking a step closer to her friend.

"Same here. It's nice." Moondancer bit her thumb as she stared into the beautiful sky. "My peers here would never laugh at that. I'd be lucky if they'd acknowledge the funny name at all."

"Good thing you have me for that." Sour took her hand and joined her by the window. "You'll always have me from now on."

Moondancer stared at her feet, then her eyes slowly ran up the length of Sour's body. "Promise?"

Sour nodded.

Moondancer placed a hand on Sour's cheek and looked into shimmering purple eyes. Her thumb brushed over the many dark freckles, and she tilted her head.

Sour's heart raced and she clenched her fist, her emotions swelling up in her chest. She closed her eyes and leaned her cheek into Moondancer's soft hand.

★★★

Two young girls were closely laying together on a trampoline as the stared into the night sky.

"There's Ursa Major, I'm serious!" Moondancer called out as she pointed into the sky.

"No way. I don't see it at all." Sour squinted and tilted her head, struggling to make sense of the many stars overhead.

"See?" Moondancer traced the constellation with her finger. "There's the head, and those stars are the tummy, and the three bright ones are the tail. See it now?"

Sour shook her head. "Just looks like a bunch of dots."

"Come on, Sour. Use your imagination." Moondancer looked over at her friend and smiled. "You'll see it if you try."

As Sour focused on the stars, a bright streak of light stole her attention. Each girl stared in awe as a shooting star lit up the sky, then vanished as quickly as it had appeared.

"Did you make a wish?!" Sour asked, squeezing her friend's hand.

Moondancer rapidly nodded, her thoughts racing.

Sour shut her eyes and focused on the shooting star. I wish Sugarcoat was here with us right now.

Moondancer did the same, peeking at Sour with one partially open eye. She took a deep breath, then made her wish. I wish... I wish that Sour Sweet would kiss me.

"What did you wish for?" Sour asked, grinning.

"I can't tell you or it won't come true!" Moondancer blushed and crossed her arms.

"Hah!" Sour shouted. "That was a test. You passed, which means you deserve to have your wish come true."

Moondancer gulped and sat on her knees. "Do you really mean it?"

"Mhmm," Sour hummed with a quick nod. "Let's go back inside now and get away from these mosquitoes. Maybe Sugarcoat talked her mom into letting her stay the night tonight!"

Moondancer nodded. "Maybe..."

★★★

Sour Sweet and Moondancer stood in front of the deep orange sky, their lips locked.