"You shouldn't be here," Pluto said calmly as Neptune pulled her in for a hug.
"Nice to see you too," Uranus said. She handed a piece of paper to Pluto, who looked down at it with confusion written all over her face.
"What's this?" she asked as she took the paper.
"Hotaru drew it for you. She's starting to miss you," Neptune said and pulled away from the hug.
"Wait… how long have I been gone?" Pluto asked, looking up from the drawing. Being at the gates made it hard to know how fast or slow time moved elsewhere.
"A few weeks for now. When are you coming back? I miss your cinnamon toasts," Uranus said. Pluto looked back down at the drawing. The four figures stood in front of a big house, with big smiles on each of their faces.
"I'm not sure," Pluto answered quietly. She did miss being with her family, but she needed to also take care of her duty.
"Please?" Neptune pleaded, taking Pluto's hand into hers.
"Fine. I'll come home," Pluto sighed.
"Great! Will you make me some cinnamon toast right now? I'm hungry," Uranus asked and wrapped her other arm around Neptune's waist and the other around Pluto's shoulders.
"Maybe. I haven't had cinnamon in a while," Pluto smiled.