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// Sleight of Hand 
// Story: Amereep's Anthology of Flashfics 
// by Amereep 
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Blatantly I stare at Indigo Zap as she rummages through the newspaper in search of something.  I'd help, but I just want five more degrees before getting off my rock.

"Ah-ha!  Found it!" Indigo clenches onto a Sunday coupon, then views her alarm clock, "Eight minutes.  I can make it!"  Zap zips out the door, "Bye, Newton!"

I enjoy my sunbathing in privacy, hearing the birds chirping in victory for surviving Winter.





Twenty minutes must've passed before I heard Indigo Zap stomping into the room.  Observing that scornful look on her face told me everything.

"They were out of donuts," grumbles Indigo, "sold out within the first half-hour."  She glares at her alarm clock.  Laying a finger on the clock's little hand, she moves it one hour ahead.  "Why are we following the Sun's schedule?"

Did she just ask the cold blooded animal the importance of following the Sun?