Fizzymagic's Big Adventure
Fizzy walks outside, gingerly holding the blackened beetle carcass and unrecognizable donut at arm's length and trying not to breathe in the acrid fumes. Turning his face away, he tosses the nasty bits into the trash, dusts off his hands, and starts to head back inside.
"Wait, where are you going? We're late already!"
Fizzy glances over his shoulder and sees Yofa, standing impatiently in the driveway with a massive plate of fluffernutter sandwiches in his hand.
"Oh, I completely forgot! Is that geocaching event today?"
"Yes! Let's go, Fizzy. Get in the car."
"Gimme one of those sandwiches first! I went on a long hike, I'm starving, and you would not believe the ridiculous afternoon I've been having."
"No, these are for the event. You can't have one yet! Just get in, and let's go."
"Wait, where are you going? We're late already!"
Fizzy glances over his shoulder and sees Yofa, standing impatiently in the driveway with a massive plate of fluffernutter sandwiches in his hand.
"Oh, I completely forgot! Is that geocaching event today?"
"Yes! Let's go, Fizzy. Get in the car."
"Gimme one of those sandwiches first! I went on a long hike, I'm starving, and you would not believe the ridiculous afternoon I've been having."
"No, these are for the event. You can't have one yet! Just get in, and let's go."