Daisybell and Rosco have been friends since they could crawl. When they were toddlers, they loved to spend their playdates singing and dancing.

Daisybell spun around in her pink tutu, singing happily. Rosco danced as well, but he didn't seem to be in his usual chipper mood.
"What's wrong, Rosco?" Daisybell asked, slowing her dance.
"It's just, it looks so fun to dance in a tutu. I wish I had one..."
Daisybell scrunched her face, thinking. "Oh!" She ran to her dress up bin and pulled out a black tutu with rainbow sequins. Rosco's eyes lit up, mesmerized by the sparkles.
"This one is too small for me now. I'm growing up big and strong super fast!" Daisybell said, looking at her old tutu. "You can have it!"
"Really? You mean it?!" Rosco exclaimed, his tail beginning to wag wildly.
"Yep!" Daisybell squeaked. "Put it on!"
Rosco put on the tutu and twirled around. "It fits perfect! I feel so pretty!"
"You are very pretty! We both are," Daisybell said, smiling.
The two friends resumed singing and dancing happily for hours.