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When I was a cub, I was walking around outside one night, talking to myself. It was about three months after I'd gotten adopted (that's another story entirely – I'll save that one for another time), and I was talking to myself about my new family. I eventually got talking about that day in particular, about how just because my new parents weren't bears doesn't mean that I can't teach them recipes that are traditional for bears to cook (such as banana berry whole wheat pancakes), about how we cooked them together, about how we ate them together, and about how good they were. All of a sudden, I realized I was being responded to by someone other than just myself.
A woman's voice said, "Well, that sounds lovely, Bear!".
I looked around for the sound's source. All of a sudden, I realized...the moon had a face! And a voice!
"Oh, hi there! Wow! I didn't know you could talk! That's pretty cool! So...what's your name?"
"My name is Luna."
“Hello, Luna!"
And from that moment on, we were friends forever.