wildflower

[bulrushes]

On the doorstep of a little house in Forks, Washington, a basket is placed.

The doorbell rings.

There are footsteps, and then there are not.

Comments

[bulrushes]

Hee hee hee hee.

[asmyown]

Lynn giggles, too.

"But I hope you can find a way fast enough, because if you're in there for a year you'll be buried under even more presents."

[bulrushes]

"Oh no!" laughs Astrid. "So many presents!"

[asmyown]

"You'll be known as the present girl. Because you'll be perpetually buried under them. Don't worry, I'll give you the bunny book right before your birthday so you won't be bored under there."

[bulrushes]

"But it would be dark under all the presents."

[asmyown]

"Hmmm, you're right. I'll have to get you a lamp, too. It'll need an extension cord, instead of batteries, otherwise you'd lose your light after a while."

[bulrushes]

"And I would get hungry in there."

[asmyown]

"Maybe I'd have to let you out for food and bathroom breaks. You'd get to stretch, eat, and use the bathroom, and then right back under the pile of presents."

[bulrushes]

"But then I could not go with you to school."

[asmyown]

"True. Hmm. Okay, burying you under presents is no longer viable."

[bulrushes]

"If they are soft presents you could pile them on my bed and I could sleep on them like a dragon. Could I be a dragon?"

[asmyown]

"You may be a dragon."

[bulrushes]

"Raaaar."

[asmyown]

"Adorable little dragonet," giggle Lynn.

[bulrushes]

"Maybe when I'm big I'll grow scales and wings and breathe fire!"

[asmyown]

"That'll be fun, certainly. Fire outside only, please."

[bulrushes]

"But I could roast my own tomatoes and stuff."

[asmyown]

"Okay, only little amounts of fire inside the house, and only when supervised."

[bulrushes]

"But this is when I'm big and grown up that I will breathe fire."

[asmyown]

"If you have your own house by that point you may breathe fire in it all you want."

[bulrushes]

Astrid giggles and hugs her.

[asmyown]

Lynn hugs her back, snickering.