07-15-2015, 04:52 PM
Rune watched in wonder as his little static jolt danced along Miss Camrynn's skin, turning into a pretty sparky marble of lightning all for him. His stormy grey eyes went wide, and his mouth stretched wide too in a grin big enough it should probably have broken his whole face open, but it somehow stayed together even though his excitement was much much much too big for his face to contain. "A present!" he exclaimed, as the marble landed on his nose. He nuzzled it and poked at it and cuddled the little lightning, his new toy friend, and it sizzled a little bit in response.
"Thank you, Miss Camrynn, ma'am! It's my bestest present ever! Ellie is gonna be so excited, I bet! Can I show her? My sister, she likes it when I get all sparksy-like, when I get all staticky and my hair sticks up and the things I touch are all the zapping, and I bet she would love this just as much as I do." He bounced it on his nose, catching it and sending it back up into the air again as it fell. And where anything else he tried that with quickly went flying, the marble kept finding him. He could feel it, the static tingling shimmery tickle in the air that was the little jolt of lightning, and it always found its way back to him. He caught it on the top of his head, and it danced down his neck, along his spine, down his tail, and he flicked his tail and sent it up into the air again and back to Miss Camrynn to play with too, because good friends share their toys. Even their extra special brand new toys.
(Sorry it's so short. I'm getting back into him.)
"Thank you, Miss Camrynn, ma'am! It's my bestest present ever! Ellie is gonna be so excited, I bet! Can I show her? My sister, she likes it when I get all sparksy-like, when I get all staticky and my hair sticks up and the things I touch are all the zapping, and I bet she would love this just as much as I do." He bounced it on his nose, catching it and sending it back up into the air again as it fell. And where anything else he tried that with quickly went flying, the marble kept finding him. He could feel it, the static tingling shimmery tickle in the air that was the little jolt of lightning, and it always found its way back to him. He caught it on the top of his head, and it danced down his neck, along his spine, down his tail, and he flicked his tail and sent it up into the air again and back to Miss Camrynn to play with too, because good friends share their toys. Even their extra special brand new toys.
(Sorry it's so short. I'm getting back into him.)