Can't Make Any Friends | (dub) 1 : We

Zip laughed, a sound like a bubbling brook. “Well, I think purple and orange look great together. Want to go make a sunset?”

Suddenly, he heard a high-pitched whistle. He looked down and saw a strange, orange-tinted fog rolling out of a cave. (Dub) 1 : We Can't Make Any Friends

Dub’s purple mist began to glow. “They told me I was too bright and too chunky!” Zip laughed, a sound like a bubbling brook

Dub felt very lonely. He drifted down toward the mountains, thinking, Maybe I’m just not meant to have friends. He looked down and saw a strange, orange-tinted

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

The Cirrus clouds pulled away. “We are very high-fashion and very thin,” they sniffed. “You are much too... chunky. We can’t be friends.”

“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.”