"No, I'm sure her mother must be worried sick about her. She's been here for so long, after all. I'm sure Sparkle doesn't want her mother to worry about her, too," Donna explained while making breakfast.0

Nene revealed a look of hesitation, but she knew that her mother was right.0

Unbeknownst to them, Sparkle heard their conversation. She pondered briefly with wide eyes before picking up a crude pencil from the table next to her. Then, she started sketching on a piece of paper.0

Soon, a creature appeared on the piece of paper—an indescribable cluster of writhing tentacles with a cross-shaped pupil in the center. The creature was none other than Sparkle, and she had just drawn a simple, badly drawn self-portrait.0

"Sparkle, what is that? It looks so ugly," Nene asked upon walking into...0