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[quackery]

question for those of you who are coming to earth OR have already come to earth!

because i'm curious: what are you most excited to do when you get back down OR what was the very first thing you did when you came back that you couldn't do on the moon :)

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[jackanope]

Er, well, tried to, at least.

[frowning sheepishly, she turns and stares at the ground. apparently an inconspicuous lump in the snow was her attempt as a snowman.]

It keeps meltin' in my paws...

[quackery]

Oh! Um, do you think they might be warmer than usual? That might be why it's melting like that.

[A beat.]

But usually you're supposed to use more snow than that, too.

[jackanope]

Maybe...

[her spirits slump a little. it's not fair if only humans can do it...

dropping to her knees, she reaches out wide to scoop more snow back up onto the pile, and then attempts to mold it into a circle shape as if it were clay. her hands squeeze the snow a little bit too much.]

....agh, see?! [sadwhine.]

[quackery]

[She watches, curious, as Joy pushes the snow together.]

I think you're pushing a little too hard for it to work! You've gotta be gentler. Here, like this.

[She bends to the ground, shoving some of the snow into a pile, but not squeezing it together.]

Like that!

[jackanope]

[Joy watches very carefully, like a student listening to some mystical master sharing the secrets of the universe.]

Huh. Okay... [turning slightly to the side, she starts a new pile, trying to do it correctly.] ...Like this?

[quackery]

[She watches, nodding with approval.]

Yeah, like that! See, it won't melt if you don't hold it too tight.

[Turning to her own pile, she pushes them together.]

Now you just kind of push it up so it makes a circle, sorta! Like this.

[She packs some of the snow onto the top and sides of their pile until it's formed a shape that's at least somewhat round.]

[jackanope]

Ooh.

[Joy does the same, her enormous hand-paws actually doing a pretty good job of scooping the snow.]

...hey, it ain't so hard. [Grinning, she pats her little pile into a dome shape.] I guess snow is a lot different from sand, huh...