Flicker, the firefly, buzzed about
in the park, enjoying the moonlit sky. Flowering bushes and drooping
trees filled the air with a fragrant aroma. He flew over several wooden
benches, each placed along a path. Trash cans sat next to them, boiling
over with sandwich wrappers, lollipop sticks, empty popcorn containers
and soggy snow cone wrappers.
Flicker's green bottom flashed
every few seconds as he searched the rubbish for something tasty to eat.
An open box attracted his attention. Shaped like a heart, it held empty
wrappers and a few half eaten dark chocolates. Some of them had a few
bites taken out.
Curious, he nibbled on one.
"Cherries!" He licked his hands clean and moved on to another. "Fudge!"
He enjoyed that one so much that he took another bite. "Maple!
Strawberry! Vanilla cream! Coffee!"
Flicker ate so many chocolates
that his tummy bulged and he couldn't fly. "Moan. Groan. Moan. Groan. I
He couldn't even find the energy
to make his bright green bottom glow. Instead he waddled over to a tree
and lay against it, holding his tummy. All night long he lay there,
watching the stars and the moon move across the sky. As the first sign
of dawn appeared, Flicker knew he had to find somewhere to sleep. He
crawled under one of the roots and fell asleep just as the sun burst
over the horizon.
That night, once the sun had gone
down, Flicker woke up. He felt much better. His tummy didn't hurt and
his bottom glowed brighter than it ever had. With a new burst of energy,
he flew into the air and fluttered all around the trees.
He saw the trash cans and once
again they bulged with rubbish. With a grin on his face, he flew over to
one. "Another box of chocolates? No way!" Instead of eating the dark
morsels filled with flavors, he opted to nibble on some leftover
buttered popcorn. This time he made sure he didn't eat too much!"