“C’mon let’s go talk to Nine before Night comes. See what’s up with him.” Said Sally
“Think that would be wise?” asked Saige
“Wise Schmise!” spouted Sara. “ What do YOU think’s the matter with him? It’s pretty obvious, to me. Who’s been there for all of us since time immortal? People have been floating on his billows for years! They mention him all the time. Saying things like,
“I feel like I’m on cloud nine right now.”
“I can’t do nothing except try to find cloud nine.”
“If you are on Cloud Nine, you are extremely happy because something very good has happened to you. I never expected to win, so I’m on Cloud Nine.” Quoted Sara.
“He used to love carrying the bliss.” Added Saige.
“It’s a wonder Nine’s still floating after all these years.” Sighed Sara
“Actually, I heard something I didn’t like, just yesterday. I wonder if Nine heard it too. They said, “I’m on cloud nine. I wouldn’t even say cloud nine, more like cloud ten… cloud nine is old news”
“OUCH!” cringed Saige.
“Yah OUCH!” cried Sally
“And,” added Sara. “Have you noticed his colour and wondered about that?” she questioned.
“I have.” Said Saige. “I’ve seen what they do down there,” as she pointed below. So much junk in the air it’s a wonder Cloud can handle it.”
“Yah.” Sighed Saige. “It’s a wonder how any of us can.”