"Can I have that crayon?" asked a little boy with a rucksack and a blank piece of paper in front of him.
"Hi, I'm Willow" a little girl smiled back at him.
"I'm Xander" he reached over to Willow trying to get the crayon
"Hey I haven't finished I need to colour in the sun!" she had an angry look on her face
"Yeah well I need to colour in the banana!" he argued back, "Give it to me!"
"No, I had it first!" Willow was having a tug of war with a determined Xander over the yellow crayon that they were both desperate to have
"Oh!" Xander gasped – Willow had broken the crayon
"Xander that was your fault I am telling you off!" Willow remarked feeling guilty in her gut
"But that's not fair, you broke it!" Xander started to cry.
"Okay, fine I won't tell but only if you promise not to tell?"
"I promise"
"Pinkie promise?" asked Willow holding out her pinkie finger.
"Pinkie promise" they interlocked each other's pinkies and smiled as the lunch bell rang and they walked together small hand in small hand…
"I love you Willow, I love crayon-breaky Willow, I love scary, veiny Willow so if you're gonna end the world you're gonna have to start with me…"