Blueberry lies mopily on the soft grass...the stars above shone bright in the pitch black sky. It was beautiful...not for Blueberry though. Same old boring sky...how miserable. A gentle cold gust of wind blew by, rustling some of leaves nearby. Blueberry sighed, thinking about...particularly nothing.

He continued to lie and stare at the night...Until he heard a soft whimper noise. He rolls over in the direction of the sound, and sighs again "If anyone's there, please be quiet." He complained. To his dismay, the noise chimed up again

Blueberry lethargicly got up, and dragged himself to where the noise was...a bush. He parts the bush, seeing a crying baby. He looks down at them, fussing in the cold "Oh...you're sad...alone and sad. Like me"

He gently lies down next to them in the bush...for the first time in his life, he's a little bit caring. "Feel free to cry, crying is the best medicine.." He reassured them, patting their head.