He floated over to a group of big, white Cumulus clouds. “Hi! Can I hang out with you guys?” he asked, wiggling his purple edges.
“I’m going to go find some best friends!” Dub announced one sunny morning. (Dub) 1 : We Can't Make Any Friends
Once there was a little cloud named Dub. While most clouds in the sky liked to bunch together into big, fluffy blankets, Dub was a bit different—he was a bright, neon-purple mist. He floated over to a group of big, white Cumulus clouds
Dub’s purple mist began to glow. “They told me I was too bright and too chunky!” (Dub) 1 : We Can't Make Any Friends