We're Fuzzy Yellow Wogglebugs, we'll woggle 'til we die —
Hey!"
When the other yellow Wogglebugs finished singing, they all turned to Dorothy, and said shyly, "Nice to have met you, Dorothy." Then they all disappeared back into their little mounds. Dorothy turned to her little Wogglebug friend, but he had disappeared, too. She bent down and tapped at his little door. The door opened, and the yellow wogglebug's face appeared.
"I didn't mean to be rude, Dorothy. But I must get recharged. My yellow is beginning to fade, and I wouldn't want you to see me without my yellow. I'd just be plain old ordinary brown."
"Oh, that's all right," said Dorothy. "I'd love you just as much — no matter what your color. It's you I love, you know."
"I know," said the Wogglebug. "But I wouldn't feel myself without my yellow color."
"I understand," sighed Dorothy. "Well, it's been a great pleasure meeting you. I hope to see you again very soon."
"Thank you, Dorothy," said the little creature. "I hope so, too. Very much." He reached up and kissed Dorothy on the nose; then disappeared inside his house.
Chapter Thirteen:
Princess Saari's Colorland and the Conciencez