“Poor Bing Bong,” Joy sighed, looking out over the gulf of the Memory Dump, her glow momentarily dimmed. “Completely forgotten.”
“Yeah,” Sadness patted the taller emotion on the shoulder. “It’s too bad.”
Disgust looked at the two of them in disbelief. “Oh, come on,” she said, rolling her eyes. “You know better than that!”
“But I saw him melt away!” Joy protested.
Disgust waved her arms. “You remember him!” she pointed out. “We all do!”
“But Riley doesn’t remember,” Sadness sniffled.
“She will,” Disgust promised. “The first time her mom starts telling stories about him in front of her boyfriend.”