One night, a young night, around 9pm, when everyone was going to bed soon, Glisten was just sitting in his royal high chair like the twink he was, making his make up for the next performance next week..

Why now? Good question.

He needed more ideas of how to make his make up, and not just the basic pink lipstick, eyeshadow and blush.

He heared a few footsteps walking up to his dorm room,but not entering, as if that person or toon was hesitating. So he got up and walked over to the door, opening it, to find Finn, who quickly hid something behind him.

—“Finn.?”