Juno's pov
"Hey sugarplum." I looked and saw my grandpa. "Hey grandpa." "So, whatchu making?" He asked gruffly. "I am making a new shirt design." He smiled. "Well, these are great, kiddo. But you gotta find a way to make these things." He said. He then stood up and smiled. "Come on, follow me." I did so and he took me to a shop. "Well, this is my old shop. You remember this.... but here what it's gonna be. I will let you use this, to make your clothes. Just send me a nice jacket." I giggled and hugged him.
This is the start of something, I can make something, I can create a clothing line....
