Hushed Willows You're my starlight and I'm your skyline

Blossom stared for a moment, her brain connecting the dots as quickly as it possibly could. The processing power of Blossom.exe wasn’t great, but it was passible, she was sure.

It clicked, and she smiled.

Caaave! Her voice rose into a quick aria, before she wiggled in place, hopping to the front of her mother.

Oh, I’ll know it when I see it, I’m sure! Her intuition was fine tuned! She was an excellent navigator of what was good and what was not.