Poem: "Sugar"
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shiori_makibaSugar
by shiori_makiba / Ashley Weyer
Part of the Berettaflies line.
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“Sugar”
It wasn't long after she woke up with wings,
that Tsubasa was starving.
The hunger made itself known almost
as soon as she could think past, 'I have wings.'
She plowed through what seemed like her own weight in food.
Even through it was some of the blandest food she had ever eaten.
It was food and in that first rush,
that was all that mattered.
“Is that strange?” her mother had asked.
“Not at all,” answered the guy from SPOON.
Pointer, that was his name.
Not a bad sort, if a little blunt.
Fortunately she had experience with
well-meaning but blunt people.
And to be fair, he didn't have nearly as bad
a case of foot-in-mouth disease as Ynez.
“New soups often have changes in appetite, especially the first day.”
He looked at the wings, looking more curious than afraid.
“Especially with physical changes like wings. The energy has to come from somewhere.”
Within days, her body shifted from
wanting mountains of food to wanting sugar.
To the point that she had stolen
Ynez's can of soda as soon as she walked into the room.
“Thirsty?” Ynez asked, one eyebrow raised.
“Yeah. Sorry about taking your drink.”
“No big deal.”
“It was still rude.”
“You can buy me another later, if it bothers you.”
“Okay.”
“Still, I thought you didn't like Jazz all that much.”
“I don't.”
“Well, you just downed an entire can of it.”
She looked and sure enough, one empty can of Jazz in her hand.
'Odd,' she thought.
And shrugged it off in favor of spending time with her friend.
Best friend, Ynez was definitely her best friend.
Only a bestie would be fine with someone sprouting butterfly wings
and stealing their drinks.
One can soon turned into more.
Jazz was suddenly her new
favorite soft drink.
Maybe it because
it was so sweet.
That had bothered her before
but didn't seem to now.
Tsubasa mentioned it
to the medical staff.
They didn't know what to think either.
It might be nothing.
She seemed to be part-butterfly now
and butterflies were nectar feeders.
Though that didn't explain
why Jazz in particular hit the spot.
They added it to her file just in case.
EDIT: Re-arrangement of some lines and one typo.
EDIT: Re-arrangement to correct grammar misstep.
by shiori_makiba / Ashley Weyer
Part of the Berettaflies line.
Current index: http://ysabetwordsmith.dreamwidth.org/10376029.html
Comments and constructive criticism is welcomed.
“Sugar”
It wasn't long after she woke up with wings,
that Tsubasa was starving.
The hunger made itself known almost
as soon as she could think past, 'I have wings.'
She plowed through what seemed like her own weight in food.
Even through it was some of the blandest food she had ever eaten.
It was food and in that first rush,
that was all that mattered.
“Is that strange?” her mother had asked.
“Not at all,” answered the guy from SPOON.
Pointer, that was his name.
Not a bad sort, if a little blunt.
Fortunately she had experience with
well-meaning but blunt people.
And to be fair, he didn't have nearly as bad
a case of foot-in-mouth disease as Ynez.
“New soups often have changes in appetite, especially the first day.”
He looked at the wings, looking more curious than afraid.
“Especially with physical changes like wings. The energy has to come from somewhere.”
Within days, her body shifted from
wanting mountains of food to wanting sugar.
To the point that she had stolen
Ynez's can of soda as soon as she walked into the room.
“Thirsty?” Ynez asked, one eyebrow raised.
“Yeah. Sorry about taking your drink.”
“No big deal.”
“It was still rude.”
“You can buy me another later, if it bothers you.”
“Okay.”
“Still, I thought you didn't like Jazz all that much.”
“I don't.”
“Well, you just downed an entire can of it.”
She looked and sure enough, one empty can of Jazz in her hand.
'Odd,' she thought.
And shrugged it off in favor of spending time with her friend.
Best friend, Ynez was definitely her best friend.
Only a bestie would be fine with someone sprouting butterfly wings
and stealing their drinks.
One can soon turned into more.
Jazz was suddenly her new
favorite soft drink.
Maybe it because
it was so sweet.
That had bothered her before
but didn't seem to now.
Tsubasa mentioned it
to the medical staff.
They didn't know what to think either.
It might be nothing.
She seemed to be part-butterfly now
and butterflies were nectar feeders.
Though that didn't explain
why Jazz in particular hit the spot.
They added it to her file just in case.
EDIT: Re-arrangement of some lines and one typo.
EDIT: Re-arrangement to correct grammar misstep.
