Chapter Text
Clouds
Word Count: 141
Universe: Canon
“That one looks like a hand,” Ridoc said, lifting a finger to point at an ambiguous cloud.
“Are you dumb? That’s obviously a flower,” Sawyer retorted.
Ridoc heard rustles from his left before he heard Rhiannon answer. “You both are idiots. That doesn’t even make a shape. Also, I’m going to have grass stains on my riding leathers.”
“Rhi, you don’t have the required imagination ,” Ridoc responded, waving a hand in a sweeping motion to emphasize his point.
“Look at that cloud on the right,” Sawyer said, “and think about it. Doesn’t it look like a slice of cake?”
Ridoc turned his head to watch Rhi squint her eyes and tilt her head. “Uh kind of, actually.”
“See! You just have to bring the images to life.”
“You sound like you’re a few minutes from becoming a full motivational speaker, Ridoc.”