Lupin rushed up to the ferry dock as fast as his Lupe legs would carry him, but he was too late: the ferry had already raised its anchors and left for Terror Mountain. Blinking back furious tears, he kicked a stone on the ground, talking aloud furiously, 'I guess we were just never meant to be.'
'Is that what you really think?'
Lupin twirled around like a tornado and found Lupé. Verbs failed him for that moment as he stared at the love of his life.
'Lupé,' was all he was able to whisper before they were in each other's arms. 'I don't want you to go,'
The Pink Lupe broke from their hug and looked up at Lupin. He was taller than she was, but still tall enough to look the Purple Lupe in the eye and seem intimidating with her next words, 'You should've told me earlier,' as a tear trickled down her eye. 'It's still too late now. When I heard about how you had rushed all the way from Faerieland just meet me here at Krawk Island, I knew I couldn't leave until I saw you, so I got a later ferry.'
Both of them became speechless as they eyed each other once more, as if in a staring contest. Whether it was the complicity of the moment or their tears that held back their tongues, neither of them knew. Finally, Lupin was able to say something.
'If I had asked you yesterday to stay, would you have done so?'
Lupé looked him in the eye once more as a large boat pulled up in the dock behind her. Silently and dramatically, she whispered, 'Yes,'
Lupin accompanied her to the boarding bridge. The ticket guard was accepting tickets from other pets. The Blue Lupe looked at his shoes as if it were a mildly interesting book.
'Hey, don't sweat,' said Lupé, giving her ticket to the guard and then boarding on to the bridge towards the boat. 'Terror Mountain is only a ferry-ride away,'
And with that, the Pink Lupe and the Ticket Guard boarded the ferry. A large horn blared somewhere from the top of it, the anchors raised, and it set sail. The Blue Lupe watched it move away from the dock towards the horizon, where the sun was setting. He just stood there and watched until it became the size of a toy boat; a small shapeless object somewhere far away; a speck; gone. Only then did he speak.
'But it's a whole world apart.'