Tack tack tack

Kaspar?

Marshmallowings

‘Kandy my love?’

<happy sigh>
 
‘Yes, Kolin’

‘Can I come in? My marshmallowings?, Can I?’

<happy sigh>
 
‘Of course you can darling, they are <big sigh> gorgeous’

‘Oh thank you liquorice-tail, thank you’

<chilly silence>
 
‘What is that piece of string Kolin?’

‘But darling they are beautiful’

<very very chilly silence>
 
‘I said, What Is That Piece of  String, And Why Is It Attached To Your Ankle? Kolin’

“That’s my kiddie, Kandy; don’t you remember? <hurriedly> What shall we call them, fructose-feathers? ’

‘They have names Kolin, they also have a home, you do not. OUT!’

‘But my sucrosity, let me explain..’
 
‘OUT. NOW’

Honeytalons?

‘KOLLINNNNNN’

‘Yes, honeytalons?

‘Something has happened’

‘What had happened, my fudgefeathers?’

‘Three things, Kolin, they’re... beautiful...’

‘Can I see? Candyflossclaws? please?’

‘Have you washed Kolin?’

‘I’m going now my toffeedropness- back in a second’

the M42, it is humid, steamy even.

‘Oh Mister Khevin.. what lovely strong talons you have’

‘Oh, Khlaudia.. what..oh Khlauuudia...’

Grey

‘Kaspar?’

‘No, GREY, I said’

‘Ok’

KOLLLINNN!

KOLINNNNNNNNNN!’

‘Yes, candytoes?’

‘Something is happening!!!!!’

‘What, maplesyrupbeak?’

‘One of the eggs is cracking, Kolin!!!!’

‘Oh let me see, Candarel™feathers, pleease’

‘Have you washed, Kolin?’

‘No, my sweet’

‘When you have washed Kolin, then you can approach the nest’

‘Yes, my saccharinity’

Sunny, but oddly still dull

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 ‘Kaspar?’

 ‘No’

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<intake of breath>


'No'

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