One day, while basking in the golden warmth of their friendship, Bob popped the question which had been troubling him:

"Hello Mr Orange, if you have the power to light up and feed the world with your golden glory, surely you must be able to help me..."

The sun stared back readily at him with paternal silence.

Bob continued, "So would you please grant me the one thing that will make me so happy? After which, I will desire no more in this life."

The sun continued glowing with warm reassurance.

From the highest point on the fruit tree, Bob stepped off. And for those few seconds, he felt the wind rush against him and his wings fluttering wildly, and he was the happiest fly in the world.