Tinkling Spring

Your thumbs-up made me want to push things a little further, heh! I scrambled up the leg of the low coffee table and spotted a shiny, clicky ballpoint pen resting beside a ceramic mug. Naturally, I couldn't resist. I threw my weight onto the top clicker—click-clack! It sprang right back up, bouncing me back onto my heels. With a few careful twists of my rigid little hands, I managed to unscrew the metal barrel. Squeak! Out popped a tiny coiled spring that rolled and sang across the smooth wood. What a lovely, bouncy treasure for my pocket!