This time for sure, Roy said to himself. “That silly rainbow can’t get away from me, no sir ree, no sir ree Bob! I’ll follow it all the way to the North Pole if necessary. All the way to the moon.”

“Why do you want to catch it anyway?” asked Roy’s friend Indigo.

“For the reward,” panted Roy as he raced across what seemed to be an endless meadow.

“What reward?”

“Varies,” Roy huffed. “Last time it was a rainbow sherbert ice cream cone. All the colors, all super delicious. Look I’m almost there. I’m about to sink my—”