"Momma, they call me 'Big Boobs Prim' and 'Chesty McJugs' at school," Prim complained, pouting and crossing her arms defensively over her chest. Charlotte sighed, her expression filled with both sadness and frustration. "I'm sorry you have to go through that, sweetheart. Kids can be so cruel sometimes. But remember, it's not about the size of your chest that matters. It's about who you are as a person." I couldn't help but chime in, wanting to offer some support to Prim. "That's right, Prim. Your worth isn't determined by the size of any body part. You're intelligent, kind, and talented, and those are the qualities that truly matter. Don't let their hurtful words define you." Prim looked up at me, her eyes shining with gratitude. "Thank you, both of you. It's hard sometimes, but I'll try my best to remember." Charlotte smiled, her hand gently patting Prim's head. "That's my girl. We'll always be here for you, no matter what." As we continued our conversation, we talked about ways to boost Prim's confidence and handle bullies. We shared stories of our own experiences facing adversity and how we overcame them. It was a heartwarming and empowering moment, and I couldn't help but feel grateful for having met these incredible goblins who showed such strength and resilience. That night, as we settled down for bed, Prim snuggled in between Charlotte and me. With her head resting on my shoulder, she whispered, "I'm glad I have both of you. I don't feel alone anymore." Touched by her words, I enveloped her in a warm hug. "You'll never be alone, Prim. We're your family, and we'll always support and love you." As we drifted off to sleep, I couldn't help but feel that no matter the challenges and tribulations, with the love and friendship we had, we could conquer anything that came our way.