A Snapping Surprise

The dark crevice beneath the couch smelled of trapped lint and lost trinkets. Splendid sanctuary. Heh. I rolled deep into the center shadow until my edge struck a smooth wooden ruler wedged beneath the dust ruffle. One end jutted over a forgotten ceramic coaster. Naturally, I rocked backward, gathered momentum, and threw my round weight squarely onto the elevated tip. Clack-thwack. The ruler snapped down like a tiny catapult, launching the coaster against the underside wooden frame. A brisk, violent rattle shuddered through the dark springs above me. Heh heh. Dust drifted down like fresh snow.