High, high up in the sky, on fluffy sugar clouds, lived a little blue unicorn. He thought he had the cosiest and tastiest cloud of all. It was both his home and his food. And no wonder, what a treat: the cloud was candyfloss. Every day the little unicorn nibbled a tiny bit for breakfast, lunch and tea. He was always well fed.
The unicorn had plenty to keep him busy: hopping from cloud to cloud, catching falling sugar raindrops, and singing a song, cheerful or wistful depending on his mood. Life carried on as usual, and the little blue unicorn was happy.
One day he woke with a gentle bump. The little unicorn jumped up and saw that another little island had settled right beside his cloud. A pink unicorn lived there too, and he had decided to move in! What cheek!
All day the blue unicorn went about looking sulky. His idyll was over! Of course, you couldn't hop about properly or sing in peace. There was always a silent witness. What's more, he had to put up with the pink unicorn's antics.
The pink unicorn loved playing musical instruments, and his cloud was happy to help: it would conjure a sugar trumpet one moment, a sugar violin the next. But the only instrument his neighbour played well was the sugar piano. The others came hard to him. All in all, an absolute nightmare!
Then a plan took shape in the blue unicorn's head. He set about pestering his neighbour: he made a racket at night, chomped loudly at mealtimes and even blew the sugar instruments away with gusts of air! The pink unicorn could bear it no longer.
One morning, the blue unicorn woke with a smug grin and thoughts of fresh mischief, only to discover that his neighbour's cloud had vanished. Yet he didn't feel pleased; for some reason he felt sad. It turned out that having a neighbour had its charms. You could have a natter or show each other new ways of hopping up the clouds. By the third day the blue unicorn had lost his appetite, and he didn't even feel like hopping any more.
Luckily, the pink unicorn hadn't gone far. He had been hiding all this time behind a cloud mountain nearby. That night he came back. He felt sorry for his careless neighbour and decided to give him a second chance. And he didn't regret it!
The blue unicorn greeted the pink one's return with restraint, but he became much friendlier. Within a couple of months the neighbours were visiting each other and had become firm friends!
