*Middle of the night* Nebula: *bolts awake because she had a nightmare about Thomas and Luna's deaths* ......... *she starts to cry*

Puppet: *sleeping in their box*

Mark: * sits next to you* Neb?

Puppet: *wakes up and looks out of her box*(Puppet is a girl.....It's Cannon.) What night is it....

Nebula: *shakes her head*

Nebula: Leave me alone, Mark. Please.

Nebula: *starts to cry again*

Mark: Ok. * gets up and walks by Puppet*

Nebula: *she curls up in a ball* ............

Nebula: *she quietly gets up of of her bed, slips on shoes and a jacket, and quietly leaves the house*

Mark: * watches you leave*

Nebula: *she runs over to a tree, and grabs on to a lower branch, and climbs up into the tree*

Nebula: *she climbs higher, then just sits there, tears streaming down her cheeks* .....

Mark: * sits alone* ....

Puppet: Hi Markimoo. *smiles and peeks her head over his shoulder*

Nebula: *she breaks a twig off of the branch she's sitting on and twirls it around in her fingers* .............................

Mark: Hi Puppet.

Nebula: *she snaps the twig in half, and climbs back down the tree, and teleports to a small clearing in the middle of a forest, where there are two gravestones, one saying the name Luna, and the other saying Thomas. she sits down in between them and cries more*

(holy fūčk da feels)

(lol)