Characters: Janis
Setting: Sunday night, near the woods.
Rating: SFW(?)
Summary: Janis sees the one eyed one horned purple people eater unpleasantness.

There is a story Janis' grandfather told her over Thanksgiving, when the laced eggnog and coffee had gone to many rounds about the last season's lightening bug. It is said (by him at least) that the very last lightening bug contains a special kind of magic. For the last bug has no true love to go home to- and if you grant the poor little fella a chance to spend his last time on earth anything but alone- his last flash will grant your heart's desire.

Janis' was easy, a date to winter formal.

The trick was however, that it might have been too late! After all, all the bugs were dead up north, and they were fewer and far in between down here. The grounds were vacant, and much of the closer areas were as well. This was her last hope- the area next to the woods, and her eyes were glued fixed to the grass, waiting, hoping for that one little twinkle that she could capture in her hands and wish away.