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It didn’t take Charon that long to figure out that he wasn’t getting anywhere with his air-pedalling. After he had fallen flat on his face a couple of times, he huffed indignantly at the stubborn stars up above. They were perhaps not as much fun as he had thought before, when he’d wanted to go to them; they just stood there, in the skies, glinstening all pretty-like but not coming any closer.

So enticed by the glittery stones in the sky, Charon did not notice his father coming closer. When suddenly Dad pulled up alongside him, Charon jumped a little in startled surprise. He tilted his head upwards to his father then, for it did not take him very long to realise that it wasn’t a strange pulling up beside him, just Dad, and his stubby little tail wagged as his father licked his cheek. He was glad to share the night with his father, one of his favourite persons in the world.

His father said something, and Charon tilted his head at the words that were thrown his way. He did not understand much of what was said, but responded with an excited “Roof!” anyway. Charon waved his right paw up at the stars, pulling his chin back awkwardly as he tried to keep his balance. “Wawooorf!” he said excitedly in nonsense-language, trying to explain to his father that the stars were pretty and he wanted them to be here.