Wheeee!

Jenny wandered into the kitchen and leaned over to give David a kiss. “Dinner?”

“Just spaghetti. Nothing fancy.” He stirred the pasta. “Just a few minutes, if you want to get the table ready.”

She grabbed silverware from the drawer and hunted for napkins with her free hand. “Sometimes eating is for pleasure. Sometimes it’s the prelude to a fun night of taxes. Oh, you made enough for three, right?”

He spun around. Sauce splattered onto the floor. “We have company? On tax night?”

An odd whirring and high-pitched giggle answered him. “Just until Sven gets home. Another hour, maybe.”

The whir grew closer. “Then what’s going on with Rolf?”

“Wheeeee-hee-hee!” The inexplicable noise came from the living room again.

She bumped the drawer closed with a hip. “Give me a minute and I’ll tell you. Want me to open a bottle of wine?”

“Definitely. We’ll need it later.” He hefted a pot of steaming water in mitted hands. “So what’s going on out there?”

Jenny faced the rest of the apartment, frozen, a fork still clenched in each hand. “He’s discovered reverse acceleration!”

“What?”

“Wheeee!” came the response.

“And your old skateboard. I guess he likes the wooden floors?”

A huff of protest. “I don’t want to get charged for damages when we move out.”

“Come on. Baby kraken on a skateboard? Who doesn’t love seeing someone push off at high speed with multiple tentacles?”

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This week, Cedar Sanderson challenged me with accelerating in reverse, and a challenge it was. Mine went to Leigh Kimmel, and I can’t wait to see what she did with a flying, annoyed book…