The crowd held their breath.
NSP played one final, soft tap-tap… tap-tap-tap . Then silence.
NSP looked up, his whiskers twitching. “No,” he squeaked. “ We did. Happiness is louder when everyone plays.” HELLO KITTY AND FRIENDS HAPPINESS PARADE -NSP--...
Then, NSP began to play a melody. It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t fancy. It was a simple, skipping rhythm:
Pompompurin, the golden retriever in his famous brown beret, tried to push a truck with his bottom. “Wan! It’s not budging.” The crowd held their breath
At the front, Hello Kitty carried a sign she’d drawn with crayons: .
And the cheer that followed was louder than any truck horn, any float, any firework. NSP looked up, his whiskers twitching
That night, Hello Kitty found NSP sitting on the edge of the fountain, dipping his tired feet in the water.