The Poet had always dreamed of the perfect Christmas party. Everyone at a designated place, everyone having a good time, music playing, and presents being exchanged.
But she had never had a chance to plan something like that, she was always too busy saving planets or something of the sort.
This year, she mused, it would be different. She would finally succeed in hosting the greatest party ever!
The Poet sat on a cold park bench in Central Park, planning a perfect holiday party. Who would she invite?
Blu was the only person she could think of..... but why not?
The Poet waited until her mind connected to Blu's, then proceeded with her message.
"Come to my Christmas party, five o'clock in FIVE days!"
As she broke contact with Blu, a smile lit up the Poet's face.