Moon lay sprawled across her bed, her little tail hanging lazily over the edge, swinging back and forth.

Her droopy hair matched her mood, slumped down over her head without any bounce.

“Second Sister, stop moping. Dad and Mom are back,” Aurora called from the balcony.

At the sound of that, Moon immediately perked up. She bounced off the bed, her short legs propelling her quickly toward the balcony.

But when she looked over the railing and saw her parents walking hand in hand, completely wrapped up in each other, her excitement quickly faded.

“Aww, there’s no way they’ll have …