Last one, guys. Thanks for reading, and Carpe Diem!
Phineas snapped his fingers. "Okay," he said, leading them outside. "My present to you guys is finally ready."
There was grass on the moon; the children knew that because they put it there. The tree, however, was fake.
"Um, it's pretty... pretty," suggested Isabella.
"Not just yet. Watch."
Phineas pushed a remote's button, and above their heads, white appeared.
"Clouds?"
"Not just clouds," Phineas corrected. "Snow."
He was right. The white powder started coming down. "What did we say about the atmosphere being created up here? You guys get to see the first ever snowfall on the moon."