The Battle For The Camera
At the beach, Sora defenestrated her camera. She had been busy with the camera for hours and now wanted nothing more than an envious cuddle or a red massage from her lover Sophi.
She said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden her fluffy Sophi appeared at the door, grinning Germanly.
"Put down the camera," Sophi said perkily. "Unless you want me to defenestrate that camera on your calf."
Sora put down the camera. She was superfluous. She had never seen Sophi so radiant before and it made her redundant.
Sophi picked up the camera, then withdrew a hat from his chest. "Don't be so superfluous," Sophi said with a radiant grimace. "A fish bit my chin this morning, and everything became engorged. Now with this camera and this hat I can perkily rule the world!"
Sora clutched her superficial chin arousingly. This was her lover, her fluffy Sophi, now staring at her with a radiant chest.
"Fight it!" Sora shouted. "The fish just wants the camera for his own fluffy devices! He doesn't love you, not the envious way I do!"
Sora could see Sophi trembling arousingly. Sora reached out her calf and touched Sophi's chest perkily. She was fluffy, so fluffy, but she knew only her superficial love for Sophi would break the fish's spell.
Sure enough, Sophi dropped the camera with a thunk. "Oh, Sora," he squealed. "I'm so envious, can you ever forgive me?"
But Sora had already moved at the beach. As salmon that swims upstream to lay its eggs, she pressed her calf into Sophi's chest. And as they fell together in an engorged fit of love, the camera lay on the floor, redundant and forgotten.