Spark Collector
You said you’d use sparks tomorrow, but why wait? Where do sparks hide?! I scrambled across the thick fleece blanket, dragging all four paws as fast as I could—scritch-scratch-scritch! My fur crackled and puffed straight up. I froze, held my breath, and reached one claw out toward the metal slider of a zipper. SNAP! A tiny blue flash jumped right between us and stung my fingertip! I gasped. No dials, no gears! I made my own lightning, so I will be ready for yours.