to be lit up from within
vein by vein
“I guess.” She shrugged; half-biting down on a question (Hey Jack what would you do if you could ask for anything you want? seemed like an open invitation to notions she didn’t actually crave to hear), tilting her head and peeking around corners and counters to see how the sprinkle progress was going.Surprised again, when they’d come out way better than she’d imagined.
“Huh,” she murmured out loud, but offered no explanation behind it. “Well, thank you.” Which was an odd thing to say to Jack, but she’d leave it at that.
And a couple other pretzels behind on the counter, so he could have more than what he’d actually sought.
With the pot cleaned (sorta), the Honeybee saluted, taking her plateful of pretzels, and permitting the Captain to have the sprinkles as an additional bonus, before fluttering and flickering out the same way she’d come in.
{FIN}
to be the sun
MELITA
