Gemotions

"Alright, everyone," Sarah announced, her voice resonating across the room, "I think we’ve nailed the presentation. Let's practice one last time, with feeling!" Her shoulders were relaxed, her posture upright as she addressed her team. The project was practically guaranteed to be a success, and she couldn't help but bask in the glow of impending triumph.

Later that evening, babysitting her nephew, Sam, she picked up a drawing he'd left on the coffee table. It depicted a whimsical scene: a bright red house, a dog with three legs, and a peculiar figure lurking behind a tree. This figure was tall and spindly, with a mischievous grin and a strange contraption strapped to its back. "Sam, who's this?"

Sam, engrossed in his video game, glanced up. "Oh, that's Captain Buttons. He lives behind the tree and protects the house."

Sarah's lips curled into a small smile. "Does he now?" A warmth bloomed in her chest. She remembered, fleetingly, something about buttons. She was ready for anything.