Terran

Terran stared at the newcomer with an odd fascination, he had only just appeared but already he felt as if he was good friends with Rainbowbrite. Terran began to take to following him around, constantly, rarely letting the white and polka-dotted dragon out of his sight for extended periods of time. Why did he feel this way? Why was he so suddenly magnetized to him and his t͕̥̬̞͙͓e̴̻̫̲r̷̥͖̳̝̲̩ͅr̤̖i̷̫̼ͅf̱̪̪̜̺̩y̳͇͚̜̹̞ḭ͍̝̝͖n͇̪͕͖͈g̤ cheerful personality?

He did not know.

But what he did know told him he must let Rainbowbrite in, to spread word of his goodness.
After all, Rainbowbrite can do no wrong, surely?

Terran was falling fast, and hard- and this fall could not be stopped.