SPAMCAPITAL VII: Conchaga is a douchebag!!

[eloisel]

I said

 

[eloisel]

TWINKLE - dammit

 

[eloisel]

Star said: "Stupid, I was going to twinkle anyway."

 

[eloisel]

"No you weren't."

 

[eloisel]

"Yes I was."

 

[eloisel]

"I don't think so. I had to tell you to twinkle."

 

[eloisel]

Star thought about that.

 

[eloisel]

"Fine. Have it your way."

 

[eloisel]

"Cool," said I. I'd won the battle!

 

[eloisel]

Star winked out. "If you want me to twinkle now, asshole, ask nicely."

 

[eloisel]

I stood there blinking at the lack of twinkling.

 

[eloisel]

"I'm sorry Mr. Star. Please twinkle."

 

[eloisel]

"No. Fuck off."

 

[eloisel]

"Really, Mr. Star. I apologize for being so demanding and unsympathetic."

 

[eloisel]

Star shined its light in my eyes. "I don't need your sympathy. You mean empathy anyway. You don't know what it is like to be here night after night, doing this thankless job for people like you. You just make demands and don't give me any credit at all. You suck!"

 

[eloisel]

Star next to pissed off star said, "Hey, you, ask me to twinkle. I like it. Can't ever get enough of it."

 

[eloisel]

"Oh, beautiful stars in the sky, please keep doing what you do so well. Twinkle, twinkle, shine and wink. Thank you for your beauty, your comforting presence."

 

[eloisel]

Stars shined.

 

[eloisel]

I closed my eyes and went to sleep.

 

[eloisel]

Dear Conchaga,
When you are bare,
and in the sun,
do you glitter like Edward?