Moon sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Veronica's still and silent form. A day. It had been an entire day since nebula had brought Veronica home, and she still hadn't woken up. Moon was getting worried. And the occasional whimper wasn't helping, nor were the tears. Moon sighs, and squeezes his daughter's hand. "Come on V. Wake up." Another whimper. Another tear. Then silence.
Put your theories on what she's dreaming about in the comments :3
