And up in that big tree there lived three little bears. A mama bear, a papa bear, and a baby unicorn. One day, while having breakfast at the table with baby unicorn’s favourite Cheesy sugar whole-grain Leprechaun Cruchies ! ™ cereal, papa bear accidentally knocks over a pot of pepper while reaching for his
honey’s honey buns.
The pepper spilled out and flew all over the room where the three bears are. Papa bear sneezed the loudest first, followed by mama bear, and lastly baby unicorn. But not before baby unicorn ate a mouthful of cereal, causing half-chewed processed high-fiber grains and pasteurised milk to jet all over the room. And it would have caused quite a mess already but baby unicorn, desperate to stave off any future starvation related incidents, continued to consume the bowl of breakfast. And baby unicorn continued to sneeze, and to eat, and to sneeze, and to eat. And the contents continue to fly all over the room, and out the window, and into the sky where we can see them until this very day every night.
And that my dear, is how the stars came to be. And that they are really unicorn spit.
Just kidding ! April fools !