 Ooh, it's air mail from the Bureau of Imagination. Friend for you. Who is it? Who? Who? Who? It says they'll find me a new human friend in... What? Hour? What, forever? I'm not very good at waiting forever. Me neither. But... Is he? Right it is. A bucket of Starlight for your friend Nathaniel. The star is out of the sky. Hey, let's make a fun game out of cleaning our room. Oh! Suppose that could work? Mess with the weather? I just wanted to learn more about this juice. So I created a cloud. That rain's apple juice. The imaginary friends get sick. It affects us... Well... differently. I'm afraid you have a... Co-Key cold. They really do-