Gemotions

Sunlight streamed through the kitchen window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Liam hummed a jaunty tune, whistling as he poured himself a glass of orange juice, a grin plastered across his face. He’d just received a call from his sister – Lily was doing great, and her drawings were, well, rather *interesting*. He’d seen them online, her artwork, and felt a jolt of pure joy when he saw a familiar face in the crayon drawings: Bartholomew Buttonsworth, his childhood companion, a gentlemanly badger with a fondness for tea parties and wearing a monocle.

Liam grabbed the phone again, speed-dialing his sister. “Hey! Yeah, I saw the pictures. No, no, I’m fine! Just… curious.” He felt giddy, pacing back and forth in the kitchen. He grabbed the phone and began a rapid-fire series of text messages, sharing childhood memories with his sister. He could feel a joyous energy bubbling within him, his heart was practically humming. This was the best surprise, and he couldn’t stop grinning.