“Hey!” the orange fog yelled. “I’m Zip. I’ve been hiding in this cave because the other fogs think I’m too loud and too orange.”
Dub felt very lonely. He drifted down toward the mountains, thinking, Maybe I’m just not meant to have friends. (Dub) 1 : We Can't Make Any Friends
“I’m going to go find some best friends!” Dub announced one sunny morning. “Hey
He floated over to a group of big, white Cumulus clouds. “Hi! Can I hang out with you guys?” he asked, wiggling his purple edges. He drifted down toward the mountains, thinking, Maybe
Dub beamed. For the first time, he didn't feel like a misfit. They didn't need to fit in with the white clouds; they just needed to find each other. Together, they swirled into the evening sky, creating the most spectacular, weird, and colorful sunset the world had ever seen. Should we continue Dub’s adventure in , or
Zip laughed, a sound like a bubbling brook. “Well, I think purple and orange look great together. Want to go make a sunset?”